I was little on sum money shit like yo fuck class/
& Im still on sum money shit like yo fuck ass//
I dont want shit 2 do with it, if itz aint bout cash/
Im tryna eat b4 da food gone fuck being last//

VERSE II

What u know about being broke wit nothin 2 eat/
kicked out of momz dukez crib where no where 2 sleep//
huggin da block wit da same clothes u rock every weak/
duckin da copz, just trynin 2 get back on ya feet//
think itz a joke where im from, only if u niggas knew/
u wouldnt understand it iz sumthin dat thugz go through//
nothing 2 loose, 4 dis money ill murder u foolz/
post up on ya block wit glockz, nothin would move//
i just wanna get rich i got nothin 2 prove/
a 9-2-5 (nine to five) or quick money, which one u gonn choose//
nobody eva gave my shit i had 2 make my own chedda/
ran out of rymez, had 2 make my own letterz//
if i gotta kill to get a mill(million) then ima go 4 it/
look through da scope aim 4 ya throat, then blow 4 it//
fuck feelinz itz just bussinezz but i smoke u money/
cut a long story short, i want dat OPPRA MONEY//


Like i said itz nothing, check 4 verse 1, then move on!! lol thiz shit easy!! ayo & by da way, i spell like dis on purpose, I spit how da fuck i wanna spit!! get at me!! AWAIT VERSE III


ayo big big ups 2 my niggaz tryna get their squad up!! iight

nobody eva gave my shit i had 2 make my own chedda/
ran out of rymez, had 2 make my own letterz/
^^^Really liked that line.
Yo son you pretty nice. I see you got your own original way of spittin. Don't worry about what others think just do you ya heard?!! Holla atcha boy. One

thats some nice shit there,pretty heartfelt stuff,moving writing.i wouldnt mind seeing the whole song when you get it written........keep the shit up...........peace

aight no doubt ima keep it moving, good look ppl get at me