Tell me what u ain't for
Tell me what u aim for
We ain't on the same course
We ain't play the same sport

I got bags of dis rock
I got stacks of dis cash
I don't care for emotions
Just the plan of attack

Run it back right
Just want you to know
Just want you to know
Just want you to know

I got bags of dis rock
I got stacks of dis cash
[?]
Countin every day
U must get carried away
It's probably scary to say
But all this wearin away

I been feelin sick I'm walkin in the function anyway
I been feelin sick I'm walkin in the function anyway
I-I-I been feelin sick I'm walkin in the function anyway
I been feelin sick I'm walkin in the function anyway
Sellin rock gon' sell ya soul
To hell wit rock I'm in hell wit gold
Hell is hot and the tale is old
I got bags of dis rock
I got stacks of dis cash
I don't care for emotions
Just the plan of attack