〈Intro〉
Roc-A-fella, y’all
ROC
RideLowMane
〈Verse〉
Label owners hate me, I’m raising the status quo up
I’m overcharging n#gg#s for what they did, f#ck a gig
I’m on my job like the wolf on three little pigs
Duncan MacLeod on high land, you lose ya wig
Say it loud, I’m black proud, won’t take the stand
Word to Kevin Liles, homie, I’m a businessman
n#gg#s wanna get down, but what’s the business plan?
Check the floorplan, I ain’t got the room for b#llsh#t
The God and I’m fresh out the pulpit
Yours truly and you know I’m the culprit
For anything on fire, arson but no priors
I manufacture dope and you need suppliers
I’m classico’, International
And the money start changing like a fashion show
How you want it, baby, fast or slow?
She real choosy, sittin’ in a Vert with a lil’ uzi
Fakе energy just don’t move mе
100k all cash, that’s a real beauty
I been cookin’ all night, I’m a real foodie
Big dawg goonie, n#gg#s cartoony
That means you real funny like Paul Mooney
Tom Ford and you just Tom Foolery
All A’s on the grade
And the streets been paid
And ya body been sprayed, n#gg#
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