all this money (freestyle)

[Intro]

Fuckin' idiot

Say, yeah

All this money, all this money

All this money, all this money, yeah

All this money, all this money, say

Yeah

[Verse 1]

I know it hurts, I feel this shit for years and I can't go back (Yeah)

Money in my purse, homie, that's your rent

Lil' nigga, that's not no stack (Facts)

Young Kelly Ripa, woke up early mornin' thirst trappin' that (Alright)

Young Michael Stra' cut through the lines and aim straight for gat' (Pssht)

Nigga, where is your team at?

Archie Bunker to these dingbats

Left home and brought rings back

Rode the car, pulled out the king bat

Hit the stage, yeah, I dream that

I be missin' how the crowd react

Hop in the Lyft with the knife and the gat'

Show out, we make sure you nap, Easy Street

Industry niggas be needin' me (What else?)

I'm on the edge like BDB

Once I get that champagne in me this Kool Moe Doe vs. Busy B

Ha, build my legacy, ha-ha, what you got for me?

Fourteen, fourteen, half an O by midnight, I had seven Gs

Smoke your bitch out when I'm in town, get her in my show for free

Freaky bitch, she kiss my neck and make me feel like Devin Heat

I mean Devon Hen', bringin' press with the pen

Strip the beat, break down the stems, compress it, bussin' (Boy)

I feel like Anna Nicole gettin' paid off of these old niggas in the grave

I got a Desi and I got a K, BDB and Shanaynay

Spit in that pussy and look in the face

Call my main bitch Gina Payne

Beats put your favorite artist in place

My baby love when I EQ the bass

You know you winnin' when just do this and niggas gotta hate (Ha)

Can't keep this pace (Huh), eatin' good every day (Huh)

Same ho, same space (Huh), niggas singin' like Case (Huh)

I be in my own way (Huh)

I wanna see my bitch get money and prosper every day

[Break]

Yeah, look

[Verse 2]

No SremmLife, but I'm a Black Beetle (Word)

Slugs on me like moss, people

[?] same color Don Cheadle

Baby, you know that this weapon was lethal

Fuck other rappers, we never been equal

Bustin' at niggas like Harris and Klebold

Star of the show but you won't get a sequel

Compare and contrast, we got different contracts (Yeah)

I own all my shit, you work for Craig Kellerman and Comcast

Young Inspector Gadget, you bitches get to pick up my slack

Ha-ha, more bread for me

Your life don't mean shit to me, last night I had an epiphany

(Fuckin' Beetlejuice or some shit, hahaha)

I reappropriated bigotry

Got these crackers all up in their feelings

Bitch, I'm with the racket, Vijay Singh

You ain't really ratchet, you a fuckin' flea

[Outro]

Yeah, it's nasty

All this money, all this money

All this money, all this money

All this money, all this money

All this money, all this money, yeah