Lyrics 8 Of Cups - Nodfather

I said let me spit a little something different for yo bitch ass
I never skipped class, I'm askin where yo bitch at, uh
Cali's got my Millis zipped up in a duffle
I lift the veil and see this industry is cut-throat
I'm pushing truffle Mac, you struggle cooking up yo kraft
You sour ass motherfuckers askin where the mustards at
I don't got patients
I just wanna count my cash and cop another spaceship
I'm not playing when i'm saying no diving is swimming laps round ya
In my mirror I see the rap star galactica
Just some raps for ya, wordplay is on accurate
I might leave the grid and go and kick it home in Africa
My stamina is unmatched
The business got my soul snatched
They got it on a buy one get one free and a tote bag, uh
Yo pockets looking slim, you ain't shady
My granny's when I'll give her grandbabies
And I told her when I get my money right it's a maybe
I need safety
Only twenty one I'm livin like I'm 80
Yuh