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)