I throw the money in the bag
Whack n***as tryna brag
About their punchlines
This defeat gonna be mine
I define the strongest rapper
Y'all call me master
Deezy I'm causing disaster
Anger next chapter
Is about Lord Deezy taking over the industry
I'm getting hungry for the money I got the best recipe
To make my rhymes be inspirational
I got a signal for record labels angels
In the sky coming to heal the pain away
I be coming out the runway
Like a gangsta
All the bad bitches come from Atlanta
New Jersey New York Georgia Miami
I wanna thank god for bringing all the pretty
Woman in my life your time has arrived to retire
I be shocking the world like wires
I be hunting down the fake rappers
I throw it in the bag uh huh throw it in the bag
I stack the money and records cause I'm a true boss
I got the bass I crash ITunes to make their minds go off
This shit gonna pay off y'all lost better not cross me
Cause I ain't gonna be sorry your flow's mad sloppy
I body can't see me cause I'm a ghost rapper
I make your girl a clapper
I probably won't get
Money off this oh well