They know i do it myself make my own money and welth,

i got two lives left till my work is done,
follow your dreams for dirt my son,
in our lives we got two paths the skirt or the gun sorry nun,
so what am i too you a flirt or fun,
my work is done when i flirt for fun,
what was i to do it was the skirt or the gun, its the life of dirt my son,
this is me at my best, im sleeply and i need rest,
and i wont stop till she be in a dress, im hungry girl feed the guest,
and you could say im the pest on a test if you put me at a desk,
its not just rhymeing im the best, my skills are like a dope fest.
stop you still gotta digest, i can stop unless i gave less,
and i only give less to to the chest's of pest's guess
who i protest the worse the best thats me yes.


(chorus)
so im rhyming and at the same time im hustle for a dime,
but my rhyme can't be in the wrong time im still not singed is this a sign,
or am i binded by mine design but my mind is designed to go for mine,
i dont know all i do is rhyme and be kind and someday ill shine.


th-th-th-the empire state,
is great along with my fate, to get money or a mate,
me and you its a date, the sliver duck tape,
rubber i contemplate,
either way its the heaven gates, i await,
seems like bait, girl you lookin like a saint,
its crazy how you can be a boozer next lane a looser,
and next line you gotta choose her, ah which one,
will jump ah my gun, and what one will caught,
when the cats fought, for da hot,
but he got,one on his mind,
the rest get in line, to find, there selves in my mind and life thats mine, ya find
a few days of ya life, chasin to be my wife,
but you dont understand,
im not ur man,
your not my girl your not my world,
and i know you curled your hair just for me,
but i can see, that nowadays its all about being a G,
but currently i dont see myself in struggle to be,
what they want to see in me,but differently
what i wanna be.


(chorus)
so im rhyming and at the same time im hustle for a dime,
but my rhyme can't be in the wrong time im still not singed is this a sign,
or am i binded by mine design but my mind is designed to go for mine,
i dont know all i do is rhyme and be kind and someday ill shine.

i got 6 bricks left till my work is done,
lord ride with your son as im headin home,
i've been broke too long,
better get your money and go where you belong,
no right and wrong just me and this chrome,