Verse One:
You can catch me in the studio, doing my duty bro
Like to hear it, here it go, the year before 84
A King was born to a woman who's scorn
Cuz Pops just ran out, scratch that I'm a man now
He ain't a jerk, it ain't work, shit just ain't pan out
Hot lyrics never ran out, now I'm at my man's house
Like, "Let's get this money, being broke ain't funny"
This just the prelude, rhyme all day fool
Go ahead and download, my ish will never sound old
My flow is timeless, rewind ya highness
I really need a deal, I really need a mil
I Am Legend cuz I kill at Will.. Smith
Real shit, feel this, if you can't you must be coked out
Numb at a dope house
They say life's a bitch, well I treat'em like Chris Brown
4th and goal, fuck it, let's go for the touchdown

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Verse Two:
Dollar and a dream, it ain't always what it seems
Everything that glitters ain't gold, I was told
But I still want it all, can't a nigga have that
Rap is a cakewalk just like Da Band's back
Diddy better watch out, Jay-Z too
I'm bout my Cash Money, like Baby's crew
To Whom It May Concern.. man a nigga ain't new
You'll never catch me frontin like Pharell use to
I keep it real, realer than most
Face of a Killah?, No, I ain't Ghost
Not from a coast, the 4 corners ambassador
On the highway to hell, no angel in the passenger.. seat
You reap what you sow
Not a seamstress, but a nigga gotta blow
No homo, man my hearts made of gold
I've paid my dues, Hip-Hop give me what you owe

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Verse Three:
This that futuristic bounce, money in large amounts
Ain't the only thing it's bout, but it will help out
Dollar and a what, so far it's been a nightmare
Chasing my dreams but I swear that I'm right there
No hype here, for sure
Az's own Black Entrepenuer, whoisadVerSity.com
Terror threat, level orange, cuz I drop bombs