I always knew I was the one
I always felt like a leader
Its the Kult everybody get in line
Pay your postion and do as your told
Don't do as you want to do
I need some head after a long day
Riding around town with the bass
Got fire like a birthday cake
Get in the car and activate it
I survived all through the hate
I'm Santa Claus yea with the slay
These hos going to do what I say
I made me some racks today
I ain't even have to use the k
I had to go out and get it
And yea I'm in it to win it
And yea I'm all about my money
I can't do shit if I ain't paid
She gone fuck me out my shoes
She gone suck all on my my jewels
And I'm a make the car go vroom
If you think you gone pursue
And naw this ain't no cartoon
Bullet holes and war wounds
And we gone need more funerals
So gettin money fundamental
Being broke did something to my mental
Now I'm ordering clothes off the menu
These niggas chicken dinners
I cook em then do a booking
Don't roll the joint so tight
She going to suck it all night
I'm burning all gas bitch no brakes
I bought the cell phone prepaid
No free nights no weekdays
Josh on his producer grind
I was sellin' nickles and dimes
And all a nigga had was nine
Ain't worried bout what ain't mine
I accepted all they flaws
And they ignored my calls
And I can hear voices from the wall
And I can make the car crawl
I had the booze she had the chronic
I fucked her blue like sonic
It's just one of them days
I'm in the room with a maid
She suck it like a ritual
Im counting money feeling spiritual