I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root   Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof?   Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go on roof   Even once had a job pourin' tar up on the roof      Dat boy had it hard no facade, it's da truth   So now when I menage and get massaged just to proof   Proofs in dat pudding & dat bakin' sodas takin'   Paper dat would make take dem photos naked      Listenin' to niggas like whistlin' at Wiggie Williams   I flip my middle finga I'm chillin' on 20 million   Da room has turned me on I'm masterbatin' at da top   These hoes so excited so dey catchin' every drop      I'm dodgin' the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica   We cut down the weed, bury the paper on the makers   Martin had a dream, Bob got high   I still do both but somehow I got by      Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed   Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight   Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write   Dat may why they money lookin' funny in the light      But who really cares if you just throw it in the air   Celebratin' wealth pourin' Moet in her hair   Excuse me her weave the blue is her weed   Trunk full of white, car smell like blue cheese      Dat boy get salad beef bow movement   BM dubs on dem big thangs lookin' foolish   Shawty sittin' low big thangs poppin'   Tip on da glock from a crip up in Compton      Shootin' at da cops, fuck 1 time   I gave her to da block, I fucked 1 time   We boys in da hood and nigga you lil trey   So press ya appetite we takin' ya lil tray      Love my handgun but my choppa still da shit   Banned in 1994 but I'm 2 legit 2 quit   99 to 6 kilos was the shit   But dat were batter den roofin' dat shit be bad for ya skin      Niggas was ruthless and Lord knows dat I've sinned   But I thought about my future in the loops like a pin   Walked out on da gig and I turned to da streets   Kept my name low key I ain't heard from in weeks      I came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically   I did it for da city but now everybody mad at me   Mothafuck 'em all and sweat from my balls   If I drop anotha album I did dat for my dogs      10 Maybachs everybody ridin' big   I just sit back like, look what I did   Den I bow my head and beg for forgiveness   Once I said my prayer everybody back to business      Smokin' on a blunt in my own restaurant   People lookin' from a distance think I'm big daddy cunk   Reincarnated spirit of a G   Beef'll make you dinner take a seat so we could eat      A Farrakhan aura, paws on the port   You eat from da bowl while ya dog need a fork   Niggas ain't loyal, snakes slithered and dey coil   I'm laughin' at u cuz, I kill u niggas when I'm bored      We steppin' on ya crew until you mothafukkas crush   And make da sweet love to every women dat you lust   I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent   Curtis Jackson baby mama I ain't askin' for a cent      Burn the house down, gotta buy another   Don't forget the gas can, jealous stupid muthafuka   To another chapter, paper dat I captured   Caught up in da rapture off of gunshots and laughter      Homicide is zooming and nigga u lookin' funny   Women love to stare cuz dey know dey see da money   I open up my mind about openin' bank accounts   Deposit a 100 stacks break up now take it out      Baby dats a gift, maybe u could live   I knew it wouldn't work but I just like to give   Used to run da street, young nigga bare feet   Now I'm in da suites and I'm eatin' crab meats      Ice so right other rappers envy   Dey callin' all my jewelers up askin' wat he spendin'   Thinkin' 'bout boss, not thinkin' bout dem   Here's a letter to my enemies when I won't sin, amen