Gone

Stack the bread and make these bitches mad

Stack the bread my time is money that spend

You do you and I do me and I do me

So imma get what belongs to me

You do you and I do me and I do me

My time is time is my currency

Wait, what you thought this was a shakedown

What you thought I was gullible, I was a clown

Only needed you to ride me around town

Olny needed you to suck me off while I was laying around

Got me feeling important

Love for them scorpions

Green screen on the TV

Pink ring enormous

When you this big people be mad

Especially when they jealous

They don't got money for that bag

Stack the bread and make these bitches mad

Stack the bread my time is money that spend

You do you and I do me

So imma get what belongs to me

You do you and I do me

My time is time is my currency

Yeah man, sorry I can't stick around

Sorry, I gotta go I'm on bigger things now

I'm not sitting around I'm not settling down

I'm not old Khalif, no not right now

Get this money up, nothing slowing me up

Excuse me pardon me catch me on TV

Your computer when you log on

Playing golf with my Philly Caddy Sir Charles

The pussycats thought they had me, but I'm a dog

Got the M.P.R, then I peeled off

Got the girlies watching hating niggas plotting

Do you fuck, do you hater stop watching

Or you learning something, fattened up ya pockets

Just pay me man, fuck the acknowledging

Only thing respected is money and violence

And I'm balanced nigga

I'm bossing and I'm childish

Stack the bread and make these bitches mad

Stack the bread my time is money that spend

You do you and I do me and I do me

So imma get what belongs to me

You do you and I do me and I do me

My time is time is my currency

Stack that bread that man