Finally got a piece of the profit
Wine and cheese in the seat by the [bad word] 
I ain't mean for your [bad word] to be watching
Eyeing me, she kept eyeing me
Everyday we just making deep profits
Money long, I'm gonna need some deep pockets
Hands are to the ceiling when I'm in the building
How you make a living? Hmm
Lately never chillin', mind is on a million
Things I gotta doooo
Ladies want me, when there no time for chillin'
No time for youuu
I've been on a different type of time
I never liked to rest, a different type of grind
I'm on South Beach like Tony Montan
Feelin' like the whole world is mine and I
Sit back, let your [bad word] 
No man knows when his time [bad word] 
Every action think about the [bad word] 
Cause I never [bad word] no bullet from a gun
Don't ask Malcolm, ask [bad word] 
Ask any real [bad word] really 'bout some
When you in the field, [bad word] don't play dumb
Better keep your eyes peeled in the rearview
Know a couple niggas in the ville who will kill you [bad word] up in your hands in the wheel and air you out
Never give a [bad word]  never hear you out
News clip poppin' up about you whereabouts
You don't really want the war so don't go there
Got my middle fingers up in my underwear
When I'm [bad word] the world on some [bad word] 
With the waviest flow, make you seasick
Hope you can swim in the rhythm I'm delivering
She drown, I'm telling her to get a friend
White girls and they love me for my melanin
Kiss me all over my brown skin
I got the soul of a black king
It takes control when I'm rapping
Let the [bad word] unload like a Mac 10
Drrtt Drtt that's all that happened

Verse 2 I guess.. 
These rap niggas be acting up
Talk mad [bad word]  can't back it up
Don't let me catch you lackin'
I pack you inside the (Maxima)? 
Mark them days on the calendar
Don't you dare, I just challenged you
Sonics' hedge hodging
Got heads boppin way out in Africa
Radios be lacking tho
You can't front on talents so
Imma kill like every show and any foe and any flow
No flex when I begin to zone
Know to watch when [bad word] on
I check-in in the microphone
Collect this check then I'm heading home
But it ain't always been like this
Remember when we was broke as [bad word] 
Saving L's till next week
My ashtrays got a roach in it
I hit it until my finger tips, get burnt at the filter tip
Before I learn to take a risk I ain't even had a pot to [bad word] in
Listen, I'm twisting the system
The mission, the recognition
I see the future clearly
My premonitions? is scary
Pray that they bury me where my soul has been heavenly
Sent for the fathers and martyrs of this art that we formin'
We call it hip-hop
 [bad word]  guess you must've forgot