[Part I]

[Verse 1]
I ain't payin' soundcloud shit
I just wanna see a check, they wanna slide about the wrist
I paid like twenty off the net
Dawg I don't give a fuck
I need that money with the swiftness
You know it ain't workin' when that quote lookin' good for (*censored*)
Still can't buy a nature, boy, I'll never whip a wraith
But I still whip this shits dawg, put a bullet in your (*gunshot*)
Swear to god about it, ain't nothin' funny 'bout it
You bet your ass I'm above you, I'm gettin' [?]

[Chorus]
All I know is rap, make a rack, and die
This shit'll never fly
If I leave the scene, then the bodies won't be identified, uh, yeah
We all hardly getting by
Ain't it funny, money only coming in when you die, huh

[Verse 2]
Ayy, it ain't worth it for you
Might blow my money on a Dreamcast and a Playstation Two
I know my opps making zero
Dawg, I should be they hero
You droppin' [?] still shitting on D Rose?
Make it make sense, how you movin' isn't working
So what's your defense?
All of y'all ain't scratched the surface yet (c'mon)
Oh now y'all beefin'
How you pussies acting deaf and wonder why you getting no pricks?
I could give a fuck about y'all, I pop my own shit
I swear to god
Who the fuck's the [?]
You bit this guy who bit this guy and now you think that you the movement?
That's a flattery
But it don't matter to me
You can do whatever you want, just do not do it for free
I've had good friends live and die broke, it's not a fucking joke
I'm lucky that I'm only rapping now and have something to smoke
And pay off student loans, and buy a fucking home
Or blow it all on pack, I best start acting grown
[Chorus]
Rap, make a rack, and die
This shit'll never fly
If I leave the scene, then the bodies won't be identified, uh, yeah
We all hardly getting by
Ain't it funny, money only coming in when you die, huh

[Part II]

[Verse]
Won't stop 'till my wrist can stand on it's own, yeah
Won't stop 'till my own homies stop flashing me they chrome
I got real fucking problems
Don't step to me, you'll get molly-whopped
They tell me "you a funny guy", yeah yeah but look how far I got
You pussy, you bitch-made, you don't take music serious
I'll give you all this game but I just know you won't be hearing it
Insanity, I'll say it one more time, don't have to listen in
Back when I was struggling more, they said "remember this
You'll rap, make a rack, and die
Sometimes you got a lot invested in your future, soon enough you're going by the times
Soon enough they'll buy your love, and soon enough they'll bite your style
And soon enough you'll listen to it back and you devout your life
I swear on it", and they ain't lie to me dawg
I just do what people want, they slide the (brrrr) to me dawg
Uh huh, uh huh, yeah
And that shit's fine to me dawg
Even if I'm always tired of always tryna be god
[Chorus]
I'll just rap, make a rack, and die
This shit'll never fly
If I leave the scene, then the bodies won't be identified, uh, yeah
We all hardly getting by
Ain't it funny, money only coming- (fuck, man)