Rap, Make a rack & DIE!!!!

[Part I] [Verse 1] I ain't payin' soundcloud shit I just wanna see a check, they want us lying bout the wrist I made 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 cop an eighth and boy I'll never whip a wraith But I'm still with the shits dawg, I'll 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' Cudi bout it [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' those bars but 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 clicks? I could give a fuck about y'all, I pop my own shit I swear to god Where the fuck's the improvement You bit this guy who bit this guy and now you think that you the movement? That's some 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 to 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 gotta lie, investing in your future, soon enough you'll go and buy their time 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'll have bought your lie 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) (I don't even know why I still try)