Where My Money

I've been fuckin' with this game for a long time, and I'm impatient

I'ma kill somebody if somebody don't make me real rich this year

For starters I'm all about the bread

I ain't no artist, I'm a target

I'm like the landlord, hip-hop's currently fallin' down the stairs

"Your rent's due, motherfucker!"

Now who give a fuck about who bar is the hardest?

When the DJ's think they bigger stars than the artist

Ridin' around in Ferraris doin' more "A" and R'in than the "A" and R's

And half them niggas don't even scratch

That's like the blind leadin' the blind leader

Hip-Hop is like the FBI in the trap readin' the Don Diva

It makes no sense

It's ironic how I can straighten you though I stay so bent

I'm about gettin' ends

Every time my money's on hip-hop, that's every time the house nigga wins

Flood in a drought, love in the club, Crip Blood gun talk

Ladies and gentlemen! Hip-Hop in one bar

I've been fuckin' with this game for a long time, and I'm impatient

I'ma kill somebody if somebody don't make me real rich this year

Where my money at? Where my money nigga?

Where my money at? Where my money nigga?

I put a cease and desist on this industry shit

Me makin' a friend means I'll just make an enemy quick

When niggas think they finna be big, they image is switched

They go from gettin' beat by a nigga to sweet to a cinnamon whip

They actin' like they got the Vanna White in "Wheel of Fortune"

But actually they spinnin' the script

I tell the, DJ to play mines or we gon' spray ya

And that's on every MC's mind, they just don't say it

I flame spots, my brain lies and the top is on fire

How you gon' say Nickel Nine ain't risin'?

Rappers no longer have to be on the block lyin'

You get yo' ass whoopped on the net, you a pop icon

I spaz like I got the right rhyme

I flash like I shot Nikon

I call my motherfuckin' man my money so money stand out

While I got my motherfuckin' hand out!

I've been fuckin' with this game for a long time, and I'm impatient