[Intro]
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Nice things, primo things

That's how we do man
Beats by Supremo
I swear I'm negro

Even though my hair looks Latino
I ain't gonna say nothin' about gringos


[Verse 1]
Figure it's one thing for sure
More like two things for certain

If it's the third time's the charm
Realize nobody's perfect
You grind all four quarters

Life's a game of roulette
Tryin' to escape the five fingers of death
You got a single life to live

Six million ways to end it
Caressed on the seventh, but only if your work is finished
Living and brush the hate off

Peep my Bernie Madoff
If you do your numbers
It's the ? when they send you eight ball?

Figure you're winning, it's the ninth inning
And your squad's up thin as all
But done for the pennant

They'll try to limit you
Smile up in your face
But behind your back they ridicule

When you're gone, will they remember you
Remember, you got two cents, it's your remainder
Use it as payment to enter 36 chambers

Them 3 16s could get you 48 cars
The true power's in the 48 laws
So nix them 48 balls?

Especially if they don't know who you are
See, respect is mandatory
One road to the end of glory,

Gettin' shine, but I feel like it was handed to me
Break the map down, help me understand the story
500k worth of views on the Youtube

200 Twitter followers, yo, really, who viewed dude
17 tracks with 9 classic beats
24 bars with punchlines that never reach you

Your arms too short, the pep like Too $hort
Penny for your thoughts, 50 cent for a lose port
Got eight more years to add this last crisis

So it's worthless to spit you a digit about the gas prices
They keep rising to the top
Word to Dougie Fresh

Six minutes and you're on
Tell 'em cut the check
Once percentage is divided, you've got nothing left

Avoiding self destruction, but lack self respect
Nine lives until the grave, don't abuse it
Whip it real hard, you a slave to this music

A life student, and they say math's tough
Cheating off this Asian kid
And I swear it still don't add up

Chill Moody