No Hook

Yeah, Lately I've been having dreams about a white Rolls Royce With the stars in the roof, late night in the coupe I'm cruisin' round through the 403 With a fly-ass blonde sitting next to me The diamond ring on my pinky match the motherfuckin' Rolex Then I start thinking "is she only here for the cheque?" Shows you where my mind goes when I'm all alone I can never trust a bitch and I will never trust a hoe Yo, that shit's kinda fucked up Yeah, I know, but in the whole of my life, man, they only done me wrong Just a select few will pay your bail So get your money up, player, quit chasing tail I don't worry about nothing till there ain't no profit Cause I get a fuzzy feeling when the shit hits my pocket I'm a pretty smiley guy till it comes to my dough So if you're fuckin' with it, man, you best get ready to roll I don't play no fuckin' games when it comes to my change The ladies love it at first and then they think that I'm insane When they see me run up on you with the T-Ball bat Then they believe me when I say that I get down like that A fly skinny kid really with the shit Coupla of homies keep a blick on they motherfuckin' hip Ask around and what you gon' find Is that I've punched motherfuckers in the face Just for speaking on my mines Yo, I'ma kick it off once again The fat lady ain't singing so it can't be the end Man, what you see around my neck is 10 karat gold It's the same as the ring that you could see while I smoke I'm tryna get my mind right while I'm getting to this money So why you over there looking at me funny, man I'm doin' my own thing, gettin' rich with the team I hold it down for mines and rep the 403 My brother got it tatted on his chest There ain't no need to stress the rest Cause motherfuckers scheming and they plotting And they watching on my next move Tryna guess what I'll do Cause I be movin' in silence, don't post shit When I'm gettin' my money up quick I'm from the great white north A good Canadian kid that might kick your fuckin' door When my money gets low, I got a mask on my face And a machete in hand, I'm screaming "Empty the safe!" (Give me the bread yo!) Cause I'm all about my bread, yo, I'm all about the dough Pent up anger, got me fuckin' ready to blow These people talkin' on my name Ain't even playing my game So keep my name out your mouth and fuckin' stay in your lane You got a problem with me You can't stand toe to toe But ain't no tellin' how that situation's gonna unfold Because I don't fight fair, man, I'm in it for me Pull out the two finger knucks, straight knock out your teeth These motherfuckers don't think that I'm playing like that Until they're hitting me up and askin' for their shit back Mawfucka