intro
yes, feeling myself no lubricant
can't nobody do it how i do it kid, so just

chorus
get accustomed, stuntin’ like a trust fund youngin’
turned twenty-one, styling on everyone
cake stacked high like it’s wedding day
married to the game and i’m getting paid
getting paid, getting paid
married to the game and i'm getting paid
getting paid, getting paid
married to the...

verse 1
check it, i came for the crown, knew i'd wear it in no time
'cause game's full of clowns y'all embarrassed to cosign
 lame dudes styled like Clarence The So Fine
who claim heir apparent 'cause y'all parrot their bold lies
i could parent all of 'em impairing their whole grind 
but sonning 'em would mean they'd inherit a gold mine
'cause since showtime i've been wearing the most live
regalia that’s so fly, at Jared's you won’t find    
twenty four karat thick cable ropes vibrant
purest thing golden you possess is your own silence
i cry for these hard luck innocent inner city 
kids listening awe struck, caught up in
glittery star image of pretty silly gimmicky frauds
that's tipping all willy nilly at the titty bars
without a net as their drowning in debt, while i modestly 
make it shower on accountant's mahogany desk    
horrible hoarder of the highest order
picture me tricking when i wouldn't give a dime a quarter
'cause i'm the prize, i reward her with my time and aura
no kinda sorta, to the parched i'm a pint of water
you brought your broad don't find it odd if your boo flirts
it's hard to subdue thirst, just honor the rules jerk
you wanna bust a move you oughta think it through first
'cause all that i'm a do is tell Snookie to do work        
'cause i'll be damned if i damage my new threads
when armor bearers solve any problems with brute strength
i'm up in here looking fly, spitting raps impressive
for the mass that stood in line to bask in my presence so

chorus

verse 2
been flexing real mean lately, Lee Haney
over beats crazy, got name hotter than deep Hades
the praise seems hasty, but when debating mc rank 
the streets place no one above me like Sweet Sadie 
it's never difficult to detect the real
from the reject live in the flesh
so my fees reflect, and with each check i'm getting
so big headed that i'm stretching out my v necks  
starring in plays with Keith Sweat, David E. Talbert
presents, i'm out for my respect 
stealing homie's lines egregious, Jesus!
the audience is like yo, he's nuts, but trust me
my labor generates grapes you've never tasted
escapes on palatial island estate spacious
so face it, words are wasted if you're laying a shame trip
that's heavy on that man you've changed tip 
homie i can't hear you over this outfit, plus
my money talking so loud it's preposterous
the flow have you feeling emotions mixed like
David Peaston, but can't knock the way a player eatin' so

chorus