My biggest fear of death is to come back reincarnated

Even the genius ask questions.

I believe in God. Whatever supposed to happen supposed to happen. But I can not live in a jail cell. That's why I don't rob people and stick up people.

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture bomb the hoochies wit' precision, my intentions to get richer.

Gotta get a tight grip, don't slip, loose lips, sank ships, it's a trip, I love the way she licks her lips.

When I talk about money. All you see is the struggle. When I tell ya, I'm livin' large, you tell me, its trouble.

My first words was thug for life and papa pass the mack