Well I guess it's time for me to get on my cocky s***t
Since everybody's saying I'm cocky and conceited and all that
So let me talk to y'all for a minute
I destroy and rebuild catching wreck in the field
No need for the steel my mind's an automatic that peels
Immaculate skills my raps can reveal the truth they tried to conceal
Even paralyzed minds can't help but feel
My mental toughness shown through songs I deliver
My rhymes are like alcohol causing cirrhosis of your liver
I just watch you shiver and quiver from the fear
It's now 2K11 I thought I told you it's my year
I'm the headlights on a car you're the eyes of a deer
You're the broken flesh and I'm the arrow on a spear that's penetrating
The after effects are truly devastating
Leaving you bleeding worse than a million women menstruating
And right now I'm only demonstrating
But they claim that I'm so hot it's like I made a bond with Satan
Conversatin' and contemplatin' Hell on Earth
But for what it's worth
I'll just say I've been hot since my birth
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
I swear these ladies kill me
Talkin' bout marriage and pushing a carriage
I just wanna f**k so let's get that established
With me there's no living lavish I'll let you know from the onset
Besides there's prolly other n****s on deck waiting to hit
Your p****y's like the field on which players can spit
Home run c****n' inside your park and you thinking you the s**t, b***h please
I like you better on your knees
But even that's risky if you're toting a disease
Indeed I approached you and I easily advanced
So easy that I wondered if I should even take a chance
With f****n' you, getting head, spending time, spending bread
Nah that's not how us players are bred
So instead I devised a plan
On how to f**k you and get you to trick on me without being your man
Yea, you were the test and I aced the exam
And then afterwards I still got you to be my fan
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
I'm so cold frigid and chilly
Leap froggin' off of the lily
I ribbit cause I'm livid amphibious with my delivery
Taking more than what is given to me
Operating off my own agenda is what is living to me
But as time passes I'm just tryna reach the masses
And help em all see cause I'm their prescription glasses over their lashes
I box the beat like I'm Cassius leaving it cut with gashes until my flesh is ashes
I fire instantly with the accuracy of an infantry cause actually n****s are tryna hinder me
They got me mixed up tryna blender me but when I'm gone
They'll have no trouble tryna remember me
The enemy they envy me the entity of this century
Essentially the model of what a true MC was meant to be
So how the f**k could anyone not mention me
The thought of that is elementary cause
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
C'mon n***a really
I don't know what y'all m***********s thinking man
Like I ain't got bars
C'mon n***a really
Guess the only thing I can do is show and prove
So that's what I'm bout to do
Shit that's what I been doin, ya know
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
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Well I guess it's time for me to get on my cocky s***t
Since everybody's saying I'm cocky and conceited and all that
So let me talk to y'all for a minute
I destroy and rebuild catching wreck in the field
No need for the steel my mind's an automatic that peels
Immaculate skills my raps can reveal the truth they tried to conceal
Even paralyzed minds can't help but feel
My mental toughness shown through songs I deliver
My rhymes are like alcohol causing cirrhosis of your liver
I just watch you shiver and quiver from the fear
It's now 2K11 I thought I told you it's my year
I'm the headlights on a car you're the eyes of a deer
You're the broken flesh and I'm the arrow on a spear that's penetrating
The after effects are truly devastating
Leaving you bleeding worse than a million women menstruating
And right now I'm only demonstrating
But they claim that I'm so hot it's like I made a bond with Satan
Conversatin' and contemplatin' Hell on Earth
But for what it's worth
I'll just say I've been hot since my birth
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
I swear these ladies kill me
Talkin' bout marriage and pushing a carriage
I just wanna f**k so let's get that established
With me there's no living lavish I'll let you know from the onset
Besides there's prolly other n****s on deck waiting to hit
Your p****y's like the field on which players can spit
Home run c****n' inside your park and you thinking you the s**t, b***h please
I like you better on your knees
But even that's risky if you're toting a disease
Indeed I approached you and I easily advanced
So easy that I wondered if I should even take a chance
With f****n' you, getting head, spending time, spending bread
Nah that's not how us players are bred
So instead I devised a plan
On how to f**k you and get you to trick on me without being your man
Yea, you were the test and I aced the exam
And then afterwards I still got you to be my fan
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
I'm so cold frigid and chilly
Leap froggin' off of the lily
I ribbit cause I'm livid amphibious with my delivery
Taking more than what is given to me
Operating off my own agenda is what is living to me
But as time passes I'm just tryna reach the masses
And help em all see cause I'm their prescription glasses over their lashes
I box the beat like I'm Cassius leaving it cut with gashes until my flesh is ashes
I fire instantly with the accuracy of an infantry cause actually n****s are tryna hinder me
They got me mixed up tryna blender me but when I'm gone
They'll have no trouble tryna remember me
The enemy they envy me the entity of this century
Essentially the model of what a true MC was meant to be
So how the f**k could anyone not mention me
The thought of that is elementary cause
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
C'mon n***a really
I don't know what y'all m***********s thinking man
Like I ain't got bars
C'mon n***a really
Guess the only thing I can do is show and prove
So that's what I'm bout to do
Shit that's what I been doin, ya know
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
Since everybody's saying I'm cocky and conceited and all that
So let me talk to y'all for a minute
I destroy and rebuild catching wreck in the field
No need for the steel my mind's an automatic that peels
Immaculate skills my raps can reveal the truth they tried to conceal
Even paralyzed minds can't help but feel
My mental toughness shown through songs I deliver
My rhymes are like alcohol causing cirrhosis of your liver
I just watch you shiver and quiver from the fear
It's now 2K11 I thought I told you it's my year
I'm the headlights on a car you're the eyes of a deer
You're the broken flesh and I'm the arrow on a spear that's penetrating
The after effects are truly devastating
Leaving you bleeding worse than a million women menstruating
And right now I'm only demonstrating
But they claim that I'm so hot it's like I made a bond with Satan
Conversatin' and contemplatin' Hell on Earth
But for what it's worth
I'll just say I've been hot since my birth
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
I swear these ladies kill me
Talkin' bout marriage and pushing a carriage
I just wanna f**k so let's get that established
With me there's no living lavish I'll let you know from the onset
Besides there's prolly other n****s on deck waiting to hit
Your p****y's like the field on which players can spit
Home run c****n' inside your park and you thinking you the s**t, b***h please
I like you better on your knees
But even that's risky if you're toting a disease
Indeed I approached you and I easily advanced
So easy that I wondered if I should even take a chance
With f****n' you, getting head, spending time, spending bread
Nah that's not how us players are bred
So instead I devised a plan
On how to f**k you and get you to trick on me without being your man
Yea, you were the test and I aced the exam
And then afterwards I still got you to be my fan
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
I'm so cold frigid and chilly
Leap froggin' off of the lily
I ribbit cause I'm livid amphibious with my delivery
Taking more than what is given to me
Operating off my own agenda is what is living to me
But as time passes I'm just tryna reach the masses
And help em all see cause I'm their prescription glasses over their lashes
I box the beat like I'm Cassius leaving it cut with gashes until my flesh is ashes
I fire instantly with the accuracy of an infantry cause actually n****s are tryna hinder me
They got me mixed up tryna blender me but when I'm gone
They'll have no trouble tryna remember me
The enemy they envy me the entity of this century
Essentially the model of what a true MC was meant to be
So how the f**k could anyone not mention me
The thought of that is elementary cause
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
C'mon n***a really
I don't know what y'all m***********s thinking man
Like I ain't got bars
C'mon n***a really
Guess the only thing I can do is show and prove
So that's what I'm bout to do
Shit that's what I been doin, ya know
It's money over b*****s I'm on a quest to make a milli
It ain't hard to tell you can see that I'm illy
I spit it from the heart so I know you gotta feel me and
If you don't you must be silly
Writer: Hugh Ham
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid