100 Million

100 million we in the cake race

I been cooking I got it I make my own plates

I got it Im in my own race

Cooking that EZ rock like Rob Base

Im been trying to keep em up with the latest

Still been on this paper but niggaz stuck in the matrix

Glorifying haters the president still a racist

Dont matter who the picture still be the same when you paint it

Though the hustle remain and the people changing

Niggaz still broke and they bitches is still complaining

Its a price on a slice and its entertaining

To see a nigga put on platter for what he claiming

Im young and outta training

Im coaching I got em playing

And pockets is suffering body shaming

They writing my name and I aint famous

But Im ready claim it like Im joe namath

100 million we in the cake race

I been cooking I got it I make my own plates

I got it Im in my own race

Cooking that EZ rock like Rob Base

100 million we in the cake race

I been cooking I got it I make my own plates

I got it Im in my own race

Cooking that EZ rock like Rob Base

Been out my mind been out my conscience

I aint playing none of that nonsense

Riding thru the bronx niggaz lookin for content

The convo outta context they blicking like bronson

Caking it constant show em how Im winning

And I check the responses

I dont like contests rolling up

checkin my progress

Aint jokin wit ya fans hit the stands like artest

Shot from the armrest lookin at my phone

Tryna see if you gone yet finish the bar set

Workin on a mill in the war chest

How it feel like a nigga stoppin is far fetched

100 million we in the cake race

I been cooking I got it I make my own plates

I got it Im in my own race

Cooking that EZ rock like Rob Base

100 million we in the cake race

I been cooking I got it I make my own plates

I got it Im in my own race