[Verse 1 Andrew Wayne]
I got my mind on my money, money be on my mind
I got a money making mind, fine in due time
I be living my dreams while y'all wishing
And if you hating on me just stay persistent
See I'm nice with these words but blessing you with a thought
Of a gift you never seen from a rapper that's so present
But absent minded niggas never seem to learn a lesson
Way over their heads then keep your mind out my business
And go read a book bitch, hard for you to keep up with
I should slow it down
You comprehend this ill shit I'm constructing and building
Off the top no ceilings on some fuck y'all feelings
You niggas got it confused
Everybody want to be Bank and claim they New
That's that shit they do, so disrespectful
You jam my tunes and be respectful
And why the fuck should I sign up to be at your shows
With amateurs that singing over their songs
But want a feature on songs but never dropping a dime
Is you outta ya mind, y'all niggas wasting my time
Cause uh, cash rules everything around me
You never see broke niggas all around me
My ballers know how I feel, we getting money for real
Never chasing a skirts, but raise them up for us still
The finest in the underground a site to see
Just ask your girl she dropped her draws easily for me
Been around the block a few times and now she fitna leap
You know the saying man, tragedy
Damn, I know you must feel some type of way
They burning bridges then I'm glad I bought a ship today
It really sucks to be you
Since y'all had to form alliance just to suck as a group
If the shoe fits wear it
Apparently you fuck niggas now turnt sergeant
Thinking that you on when you off shit
I'm always on never off bitch
With these million dollar dreams until they cut me a check
As an Underground King one of Houston best
Wu Tang's Killer B
I do it all for the cream
"I was told to be great, better than good; and give a fuck less what y'all niggas gotta say"