Still Making Money, Pt. 2

Yeah, okay. Yeah, young Gotti. Alright, let's go Donnie. Stunna. Still making money, part two Still making money like cats. Still making money like rats Still got girls in flats. Rubbing touching, it's a wrap Nah, I'm a pro, I'm a daps. Best you relax Nah, got a big ting called Max. Load up with beat, slap up the heat Man's dumb if he thinks he's got swagger. Listen, I'm a pro, I'm a daps See me on the roads. I'm worldwide like a map Everyone relax Young Gotti. Listen, people think they're bad Nah, they're not badder than me. They're not madder than me Roll with a big ting just like elementary. Boy try and violate me Gunshot bust on their face like elementary. Told them people violate me, you'll get dead Violate me, your body will turn red. Told them violate me, you're dead D.I.E. Violate me, it's D.I.E. Violate me, you all gon' get left in the cemetery Told them people violate me, you all gon' get dead And that's no death threat, but watch this. I'm a flip it Nah, I'm a take over the game. Told them I do this like I spit flames Told them, yeah, people they better know my name Yeah, listen, you don't know my name. Told them, yeah, I spit flames Told them, people they don't know my name. Listen, man, I spit the hard shit I told them, this is how I put them in the casket Now violate me, I'm the number one artist. All these rappers are starving Listen, they could be singing like Marvin Told them people, nah, listen, I'm in charge of the game I'm taking over the game Violate me, nah, man, I spit the flames Told them, people don't know my name Listen, blood, don't call my name Told them, yeah, I spit flames. Yeah, don't know my name It's K-A-R-L Heh, that spells carl , but not cartel I flip shit, yeah, but it's on the rails I flip shit, but it's on the scale Told them I do this like my face was pale Told them I do this like I will prevail Told them I do this like my lifestyle, I be living in hell But it's not Satan worship Always praise Jesus, jheeze Selassie or Praise Jesus, roll with the big ting Sometimes people think I'm Muslim, cause I praise Allah But I don't really, I got a mat at home But I don't rest on it But really, I should pray five times a day or more Cause of the sins I've been through Them people don't know what I've been through Told them I do this like it was a issue I could rip you up like a piece of paper tissue Do this like it was a venue Told them people continue, continue to anger me Physically, mentally, I'm gonna go mad I'm a spaz out on you I'm a rip out your heart and feed it to the dogs