I got the Hammer money, sweetie you can't touch this.

If I didn't care about you, I wouldn't get so mad at the things you do.

Intelligent too, ooh you my sweetheart. I've always liked my women book and street smart. Long as they got a lil' class like half days and the confidence to overlook my past ways.

Word on road is the clique about to blow. You ain't gotta run and tell nobody they already know

I guess it really is just me, myself and all my millions.

But 40 told me to do me and don't listen to anybody that knew me. Cause to have known me would mean that there's a new me and if you think I've changed, then the slightest could have fooled me.

They just give me head while the haters give me promo.