N.S.I.M.

If she ignores you in her prime, then ignore her in her decline Stop chasing after bitches boys, cut off all the wine and dine Yeah, she fine but swear to god, I know you'll find another dime Wonder why I like to rhyme I just confide into my mic My sister told me that she left him, told her "well, it's about time" Looking at my wrist like money bag today, your boy got time Focus on this music, want that money cause I want what's mine And yeah I keep the heat but swear there ain't no street in me motherfucker Yeah these rappers get them a deal and get them a gun so they think they're gangster Flexing on the internet, should put them over my knee and spank them All the game I gave away you'd think them broke boys would be thankful Texting bitches left and right, they're curving them cause they ain't getting no answers, yeah They ask why I rap, I do for fun They ask why I rap and I don't have a gun Why would I act street if I ain't street? boy that would be something If it's not about money then it's not about nothing Told her that I loved her, that I'd die for her, yeah, shorty, I'm cuffing Man, chill, I'm bluffing, yeah Got my beam, down payment, two bands Got my looks from my own two parents Got these Jordan's direct to seller, motherfucker I'm not shopping no Walmart clearance Turn me up twin, they sure ain't hearing me Throwing rocks then hide their hands I think little boy trying to run interference And I don't fear it, period If she ignores you in her prime, then ignore her in her decline Stop chasing after bitches boys, cut off all the wine and dine Yeah, she fine but swear to god, I know you'll find another dime Wonder why I like to rhyme I just confide into my mic My sister told me that she left him, told her "well, it's about time" Looking at my wrist like money bag today, your boy got time Focus on this music, want that money cause I want what's mine And yeah I keep the heat but swear there ain't no street in me motherfucker I rap to get plaques and the plaques lead to stacks that I stack in the bank, keep my foot in their necks I think they're trying to compete, next Ask me if he's hard, I guess I been sitting on this gift for awhile with no child when I could've been honing my sound and my style Telling me they rap but I don't even know how Shorty ass fat but I'm not on rebound Yeah, your man's a clown now King me with my crown now Told your man he soft as hell, so shorty need to pipe down I was lost and now I'm found All y'all cap, but where's the gown? I said I had my crown so now it's time for y'all to bow down I cut her off, cause she was acting childish They some bums, them boys is wilding Want rewards but put no time in When it comes to rap, y'all don't want no problems F*ck advertising, move in silence Struck a few deals, I kept it quiet I know my death would cause a riot From eight, four, three and your boy's the hottest, yeah If she ignores you in her prime, then ignore her in her decline Stop chasing after bitches boys, cut off all the wine and dine Yeah, she fine but swear to god, I know you'll find another dime Wonder why I like to rhyme I just confide into my mic My sister told me that she left him, told her "well, it's about time" Looking at my wrist like money bag today, your boy got time Focus on this music, want that money cause I want what's mine And yeah I keep the heat but swear there ain't no street in me motherfucker I came from the gutter, no feelings for another unless you want to count the woman that I call "mother" Love and affection, don't need to be smothered I'll take a bad bitch over a motherfucking another I'm too bougie after these songs She wants to go this way, I want to go the other Wordplay all day, I know I'm too clever Pulling my dreads like a god damn lever Yeah, big dog now, I'm a big stepper Took her on a date, next day, I left her Keep my foot on the gas, full speed, can't say I feel bad to keep pressing on the pedal The way I rhyme shows my grind, I can't deny I deserve a medal Stack this money tall as trees and there's no street me Period