Ice running through my veins, I'm the coldest, just give me half the time
I be running with it like I stole it
You would notice if you paid attention properly and play the lottery
I work with better odds, my favorite game is Monopoly
You copy me, get it? Understand I'm a prodigy
Ain't no stopping me and my movement, man, this is prophecy
This probably the reason why the trying to sell economy
Ever far along in the sequel, but no apology
You ever hear inaudibly come from my lips
Like Beyonce adding aberrations, ain't gonna say shit
Won't be no prerecording it either, I just give them the ether
Freddie up on the feature, you should know the procedure
Fool, don't act like you don't hear the chicks singing the song
Y'all made me a believer, out to get it at all costs
Like a young mob boss, go getter, going out like this was V for Vendetta
Trend setter, I'm the coldest
You're drawn to the side
S with the line, flew in, bout to fall from the sky
Just some thoughts for the mind
I'll take a glimpse at the time
What's the plan? Believe the world is mine
And my mentality is money orientated
Money orientated, anything for the paper
And my mentality is money orientated
Money orientated, anything for the paper
Fuck the world and everything in it
Drive away from the pigs, the same thing really
And if you' then we got them fangs in it
454 in my motor, work with some change in it
Jumped off of that label and started my own shit
Don't need no nigga to hold my dick, bitch, I'm all on my own flip
Say my attitude like Nicky from the zino
I'll probably die buried alive, Freddy Tarantino
Keep your shoe box and your rubber bands
Rocking dope, I'm racked up 'I lay back in my lectra
Every nigga from my hood tryina make 100 stacks plus
Looks like every nigga is born as actor, get wrapped up
All I wanna do is smoke a stoggy and get loaded
And go fuck with my old bitch and my new hoe got demoted
But once I'm with this dick, I don't know, she might just jump back on it
Got my dough hoe and my blow right off the coast of California
Bitch, we robbing, bitch, you holding
You're drawn to the side
S with the line, flew in, bout to fall from the sky
Just some thoughts for the mind
I'll take a glimpse at the time
What's the plan? Believe the world is mine
And my mentality is money orientated
Money orientated, anything for the paper
And my mentality is money orientated
Money orientated, anything for the paper
Money orientated, legacy on my conscience
Long as I did it my way, then fuck a pro, I ain't bothered
Don't bother popping off with the lips
Like dropping the flame in a Molotov mix
Now with your best in, 'fuck a flame thrower
Harder than the south, bitch, we can't change, came over
Painted over your little tags with end to end burners
I've been a quick learner, to win, I went further
'How to drive like '
Put my foot to the floor so hard that I broke the pedal
Killing everything you think that I made a pact with the devil
Ain't no high strings that you can pull on so fuck Geppetto
I'm my own puppet master, pour a glass of vodka, sitting in mi casa
You ain't in my clasa, you bastards are further just stall my ability
Got you sweating me but I never feel the humidity
My AC is on, nothing in this world that can take me on
So pump your breaks, be gone, I'm looking way beyond
What's within my reach, I'm tryina grow my wings, span till I got down some beat
From Oakland City, the new Deli to Gary, Indiana
The world gonna be my oyster and don't come on a platter
If they don't wanna bet it, they know I do
Then I'mma keep taking it as long as I'm alive
So try stopping me, man
