Billionaire - Papoose

I gotta get a big bag out this rap shit before it’s all over

Gotta hurry up time’s against me I’m getting older

I had my fun already I’m doing this for my kids

We ain’t billionaires yet that’s not how we 'posed to live (nah)

My cousin died when I got signed I saw him smile

I’d be wondering what would he say if he saw me now

Rapping city moving bricks in the street that’s what I doubt

If they moving so much bricks in the street why is it a drought (why)

I did it my way not those fools' way

Life is a one-way street it’s not no two-way

You violate I those two spray

You see more shells than LeBron James (Taco Tuesday)

This is circus clowning

Versus talent disperse and balance

Just savage

You herbs embarrass

Your work is average

You rehearse your ballot

Worthless bastard

Emerge with madness

Every verse is classic

The who got the most of verses challenge

I deserve my status

Serve my marriage and work with passion

It’s the perfect balance

We the best I’m worse than Khaled

That’s a nervous jacket

Bad dentist with purses flagging

Got the shirt to match it

Wearing dingy refurbished fashion

Most of words are factless

You should judge by person’s actions

On their first reaction

Treating others like dirt and laughing

Gotta earn your passes

When they hurt we insert the sadness

He deserved what happened

Karma comes and reverse it backwards

Man I swerved a wagon (true)

Cracked the window you heard it cracking

Put the curtain back and

He hit the dirt when that burner clapped them (true)

I merge distractions

Disturb my glasses gave birth to ashes

Green in my eyes

Like Eric Sermon return to rapping

And I be hurt but rappers (yeah)

Search their stashes and Earth day caskets

Black ski mask

I wear a mask like a surgeon slasher (wow)

I’m a verb assassin

With your snakish and serpent tactics

Smoking urban accent

You a headache I’m serving aspirin

You be lurking lacking

Talking 'bout me in certain captions

Trying to sub Papoose

But he ain’t doctor

Riding on 'em like Pac

When he was cripping with Suge

Jump you like ASAP

You think it’s sweet in my hood

You be wasting your time worrying about other men

You you be spreading yourself too motherfucking thin

Tackle one thing at a time when I be hustling

Tunnel vision when I get focused man I be tunneling

Doing too many things at once

That’s why you suffering

That’s what clowns do

Now I understand why you juggling (clown)

Murder with the Inc. like Irv Gotti

Didn’t get another pen

Claiming you not a mumble rapper

Then why you mumbling (wow)

Niggas catching all of these cases

It’s so disgusting

When they be back on the street

I think they work for the government (snitch)

Let’s do a one take challenge

And see who fucking win

Poor engineers

You rappers are always punching 'em

I heard it was him and his cousin

They say it wasn’t him

Matter no it doesn’t they’re cousins

That mean it must have been (mmm)

A sucker tried to snuff me

I ducked it and touched his brothers' chin

Opened up his mouth and start to yelling

I stuck the musket in (damn)

Dusted off the buster and then I jumped on the Hutchinson

River Parkway in the Chevy my mother rumbling

I want every chain designer frames with custom lens

Gucci links for the row is Cubans and never tucked it