Making Cent$

Fuck your rhetoric your rappin' ain't intelligent To rappers i seem heaven sent your bitch is straight she never bent Shorty come with me because i see more clever than See i'm just tryna go to spaces places that you never been Fuck a reverend i'm preachin' on my medicine Yo rappers sharpen up or you won't have a choice to let us in Yeah i'm thinkin' dark thoughts hoe you better sin A player with that pussy everything a game i better win Know i'm better than these rappers why my cheddar thin It's hoops drugs dance bang or rap fuck it let cheddar in I'm just tryna get some bread head then head up in The studio to eat another beat then make it dead again Getting' head up in my bucket fuck it let her in See fella ain't got much but dope dick is what she tell her friend I been sellin' friends drdugs dope as fella's pen I'm just tryna make it take me back i'll prolly sell again It ain't makin' sense unless it's really makin' cents Labels try makin' hits artists though they take a hit This ain't what you was makin' down in that basement shit Money got ya changin' it's Fella i came to change that shit It ain't makin' sense unless it's really makin' cents Labels try makin' hits artists though they take a hit This ain't what you was claimin' i came to take it bitch Money got ya changin' it's Fella i came to change that shit Shit is funny what i do for money If you do blow i sell you blow don't tell you no and act like you my buddy Go ahead and do it dummy stupid money I been sellin' sacks since 16 i love this shit like i hear cupid coming Rappers super bummy dressin' like their stupid mommy People think that rapping's stupid cuz of peeps like you my homie I really mean it you look stupid homie Sell yourself short i been in court please no awards i been a nuisance homie Ain't nobody put a noose up on me If they do i'm kickin' loose and hittin' booths and chuckin' up the deuces homie Fella spazzin' with the music homie Wish his momma cared or daddy cared or someone cared like fuck it you my homie In my room just rappin' music lonely Lookin' in the mirror back at myself like ain't much longer you gonna do it homie Every other rapper too bologna all of you just do it phony Fella feastin' beats like hella food upon me It ain't makin' sense unless it's really makin' cents Labels try makin' hits artists though they take a hit This ain't what you was makin' down in that basement shit Money got ya changin' it's Fella i came to change that shit It ain't makin' sense unless it's really makin' cents Labels try makin' hits artists though they take a hit This ain't what you was claimin' i came to take it bitch Money got ya changin' it's Fella I came to change that shit