A couple hommies in the cell like a SIM card I'm on time you couldn't tell from your wristwatch These mother fuckers like to cap no twist, uh Roll back, no class, I'll be sitting in the back probably pissed off Grace, well so I hate the bell Lace dell, so I take 'em well Back to basics like its state, oh well Ask your mom if I'ma pay the bill Pass the AUX and I'ma play for real Shout out to Chad dawg And I don't play for real, I'm leaving out the back door Player rolling player, yeah, my demons in the glass bowl I'm in my castle, swimming in your women like a tampon Young king no neck coat Black hole to the bright white light For the fame that's close, for the night might fight for a change If the money makes sense, might fight for my change Memories looking blurry as my sight when the frames shift Two splifs for the pain Who's this? Move quick, you swift to complain It ain't all about the money Two hits of the stain For the come up and I'm running You kids looking strange