Yeah, what it do?
Yeah, yo
Maine
Ace
Town
Jersey
City
I'm in your beats
Yo, still in yo shine
Always on my grind
Honey on my mind
Like the sun I shine
Coming down hard
On the boulevard
Boys know my name
In
Fickwood and
South
Falls
Cause I used to grind
All the freakin' time
Seven
CDs
Movin' on like he's
Movin' on like he's
Like
Alicia
Work, watch yourself
Like a teacher, I will teach ya
Yo, ask a lesson
You don't get my blessing
But I got somethin' for you
Todd
Smith and
Wesley
Throw your ass away
Give you a bad day
If you tryna get in my way
I'm just gon' have to spray
I don't play no game
New bitch is the name, a .k .a.
Baby
Osha
Somethin' in my soul, yuh
And we got it sold, yuh
Rhymes not in my folder
But off the top,
I be comin' wreckin' shop
I'm a freestyle king, better ask about me
I can rip any motherfuckin'
MC
It don't matter who you are
Boy, I am a fuckin' star
Ridin' around in a formin' car
Sippin' donkey at the bar
I'm stealin' your shine
Money on my mind
Comin' down with a dime,
top of the line
Like the sun, you know I shine
Like the drip, you know I grind
Money on my mind,
money on my mind
Hater, you can hate,
but don't make them say
Cause I come through this bitch,
shake you up like a earthquake
You know I'm movin' wave,
you know I'm freakin' ballin'
Shot, shot, callin',
got your girl always callin'
But a nigga like me,
I only need one bad chick
A five -star chick, that's really the shit
Cause girls be tryna get, boys caught up
See my cash flow and you
wanna freakin' move up
Now back up, bitch,
and slow down on that shit
Cause ain't no way you
bout to be lit off my shit
Get off my fuckin' dick, bitch,
stop tryna trap me
That shit y 'all be doin',
it's motherfuckin' crappy
Tryna trap these athletes,
like my boy
Wat son
Yeah, I see y 'all hoes
Yeah, yeah, I see y hoes
Yeah, I see that little gang
It ain't gon' work, bitch
Cause nigga like me will leave
your ass a bitch
I'm stayin' so rich I'm
stayin' so blessed
I'm bout to do my thing better than
Kanye
West
Now, I ain't marryin' no ho
Or some bitch from the video
I'm get tin' a bad ho
That don't wanna be in the video
She just wanna ride
She just wanna be
A good, good woman to only me
Yeah, that's how I'm movin',
I'm comin' up and provin'
Hell nah, nigga, boy,
B -White ain't losin'
I'm still in yo' shine,
money on my mind
Always on my grind,
clothes top of the line
I'm always bout my bread,
I'm movin', movin' weight
And I'm livin' great, so ball,
go ahead an d hate
Yeah, go ahead and hate,
and run your freakin' mouth
But I guarantee ya, homie,
we'll run in your house
Put the gun in your mouth,
blow out your fuckin' brain
Cause nigga like me ain't
never gonna change
I'm stayin' gangsta, a real nigga
And I ain't afraid of no
Jay
Prince or
Jigga
I'm on my shit, and I'm really lit
Nigga, peep the fuckin' shit,
I'm the number one pick
I'm stealin' your shine,
money on my mind
Always on my grind
I'm top of the line
Shout out to
Top
Notch
He shine like a
Rolex watch
And that nigga ain't gon' stop
He goin' to the top
I'm doin' my thing too
My niggas doin' they thing
Shout out to
King
Bells
He doin' so well
And we just fuckin' ballin'
Come out, shot callin'
We stuntin' on ya haters
Movin' up like elevators
I'm still in yo' shine
Money on my mind
Always on my grind
So top of the line
Sippin' the best wine
Hoes say I look like genuine
And a nigga so clean
Real niggas on my team