*. Money change hands and money change things.

Money change a man but it can't change me.

The Burden of the guilt rests in degrees.

Never could believe what you see on TV ..

Average savage.

Straight up like maverick.

You don't understand if I want it gotta have it.

Own a few sets if we gonna confess.

Got a few pairs cause you know they gonna stare.

Man the same as it ever was .

What you expect ? me to lay down and let em huh?

Man the game went and passed you up .

Got the whole thing packed like a sack lunch.

Beats loaded on the bases to fuck em up.

Double down like the start of a trilogy.

Making moves undercover like the enemy.

What you expect em to get rid of me ?

*. Million stories up going up like :

Jets to Brazil.

More life , more time ,

Can't get my fill.

Love it like a klondike.

You know you watch the credits solo right?

You either make store or write a kite.

Who Selling out? I'm cashing in.

Had to keep it real and had switch it up again.,

I don't do this to impress.

Grab the keys to the car with your bitch.

4 rings don't make a fist.

1 judge, 1 jury, 1 prayer that's it.

We all victims in this.

Oh we got witnesses blic.

Downtown rioting all around the station.

still can't get our Tulsa money for the lives they've taken.

Like Pearly Golden shot and killed by cops in her apartment.

We rise and fall together but like currency we parted.