Then you're gonna get kicked
Making money, yeah
All is well and I'm a
Gangsta full of buckas, man
Some can't tell but some boy make true the money
Dem backpack dem go sell
Nuff to bout and some go
Tun inna meh buttly
Music in me money arrow
Don't jam me a cellar man
Jump on a rapper and live
Crazy spend shell and
Junk a slide on bucka
Body start smell
And now me survive only God can tell
I was feeling down and floating
On a thousand dollar bed
And if you touch my paper