The more you stack the bread, someone is out for your head,
It’s funny how that didn’t happen when you was broke in bed,
Now you spending cash, styling on em, people getting mad,
I guess Biggie, Puffy and Mase was right Mo Money Mo Problems.
Run and tell your friends that I am the man,
When I say the man, I mean the man with the plan,
When I talk all should listen and by the way stick out your wrist,
Let me borrow five dollars, I hit you back when I make it rich.
I have passed my limits, minutes of life I will never get back,
The party was live I bet, but after a few drinks I didn’t remember jack,
For I was drunk, a bit lazy, woke up kind of crazy, beside a girl name Daisy,
Saw an open condom wrapper on the floor, no condom inside, did I use it or was I lazy?
Someone scored so I cheer,
My friends get mad, what do I care,
They pleading for a foul, a miss, injury as a matter of fact,
I guess my team must be winning, oh yea actually check the stats.
Once I get in the groove, I bust a move,
I do me and let others do what they do,
Some people do fakes things and create lies,
I live what I say, they ain’t about that real life.
(they ain’t about that life)
Calling me all day texting me all the time,
Wondering if you are always on my mind,
Wondering what I am doing and who I am screwing,
I’m locked on you, no traveling violation so no moving.
People tend to act me where the weed at,
I guess that air I like, I must have breathe that,
Asking which one of my job pays the most,
Cause supposedly I have a millions of those.
(Those people are stereotypical assholes, Oh No)
I like you, you so sexy like a teddy bunny,
I wish I could taste you, are you yummy?
Maybe so good, you would twirl in my tummy,
I think I like so much, I love you, wanna meet my mommy?
My mind echos my retarded thoughts,
Fixed ambitious of actions I call upon,
We meet, we create a strategy,
We attack, and be beat down,
All opponents, scared or brave,
Their counteract are strong,
Leaving mines on my field,
I am mindful of their ways,
Wanting to blow me up,
Back to my past days,
Or in ways I don’t exist,
So each second, minute, hour, I create,
Explosive ways to set me along my way,
Trials and errors, flawed transitions,
I fight hard to exist,
I know if I am not mindful of mine ways,
As I am of everyone else,
A mine might set off,
Then I will no longer have a mind.