(Verse 1)

Where my dollars at?
Same place my mind is at
I put my focus on the wealth
Bad project walls
Got my little nephew
Sick up in his health
If I can't I do it rapping
I'm a sit up in a cell
Steal or make sales
My family gotta eat
So it's deal or no deal
Living in the system
Tryna make a man fail
So he feel less than a man
I'm rising from the poverty
Climbing to the top of this hip hop monarchy
It's only right mama see
This only in my destiny
Build my own dynasty
I don't wish you death
But you can die nasty
Tryna take from my family
Get your cabinet crack
Tryna tamper with my pantry
Dancing with who
A angel in a red dress
Who fell up in my arms
Shorty later read my palms
Told me I was headed
And stepping in earths heaven
The riches of this life
Will sit by my side
Till my soul take a fly
My body moving high
Like my skin rolled in ez wide
Imagine what I'm snatching
Fathom what I'm snatching
Suttin so pure like a rapist snatching snatches
Raised by mama
But corrupted by the masses
The party's new bastards
But eyes soon become clear
Like water over glasses
No washing past actions
But still I make amends for my sins
Making ends

(Chorus)

Hey hey you looking like a star
Hey hey don't you want it all
We could shine from tonight till the morn
Don't make me wait come on (2X)

(Verse 2)

How loyal is a dog filled with such hunger
How loyal is the master who let that dog hunger
I'm stuck in cold summers
Back stabbers and vultures
Who praise me when they see me
But throw darts at my posters
I could smell the aroma
Players want me to fold up
And reject my hand
Wait, Wait hol up
You telling me you jealous
And you a man?
That's a contradiction in itself
Why you running round
And my fam in a cell
They should lock you up
For being so frail
Don't tell me that you real
You a human matrix
Living in reality but based off fakeness
Showing more faces than Michael in the 80's
Or maybe in the 90's either way you still grimey
Why would I bite you
I might catch rabies
Only reason you ain't make it
Cause you was so lazy
KNah homie you ain't sick
You just sickening
I ain't focused on your cakka
Eyes on the red whip
With the white in
Looking like a gutted lobster
Ladies come hotter and hotter
Cause me proper giving them they fix
Mmm they need papa
He hit strong in them mmm like vadoka
Till they spinning and spraying mmm like a chopper
Seduce like the juice till you juice
You heard the deep voice and you know a brother smooth

(Chorus)