Cheap Suits

[Verse]

What sign am I?

I drew a S for two lines, what's on your mind?

My bottom line's the bottom line

Put your name where it's underlined

I own your crib, your bitch, even your son is mine

There may come a time you wanna come for mine

But know them contracts bind

You want a dollar pizza line

I'm off wine, crackers, cheese with the rind

It's big time, know it's vicious, bro its business

You need a lawyer, I can find one for you

Just a standard fee

You work hard, you'd be as live as me

Buy and sell, it's a marketed dream

Fuck if you recoup

Show the bitches how its stars in the roof of your coupe

I know you can't help but bе a rap nigga

Down your whole life, you desеrve to be that nigga

To each y'all threw dice, now it's boomin', you a trap nigga

Jordan Shrug, I had to tax niggas

Vision on, imperialism, own every corner of the prison, claiming niggas do the vision

What's mine is missin', that's my commission

Make lemonade or whatever niggas say when they broke and ashamed

Put the spliff to the flame

Document the pain, my nigga maintain