Peer striking and lightning the viking of writing
The fighting is hiding, I'm turning to Tyson
You step in the ring, I'm punching and bitting


And tying ain't normal(???)
I'm frighten of coma, I'm lighting the norma

When life is a drama, wish it upon you
The hundreds of flesh, levels of stress
For little or less, nod to converse

I'm dealing you fresh, perception is kept
And hunt for the checks, they issuing threats
The vest in the west, I wish you the best

It could have been worse, put you in rehearse
Pursuing the dirt, your seeds in the earth wit you in the shirt
Come here to convict, you pitiful kids

To losing your grip, choosing to slip for few or few chips
The pot was on lid, the profit was sent,
Logical jems, for dollars and sins

My quality blend for less fine art
You shine, I spark, the fine eye part
My mind outsharped your finite chart

Real upon the billboard, rip chord, chill, Lord
I was born with a spout, they all kill for us
Syllable lames, subliminal flames

With critical aim, your gang full of typical lames
You can't chase me, erase me? My gun off safety
Now every dollar chase me cause life is in HD

It's crazy

(Hook)

All I really have is dollar to my name

(Verse)

Ramble and scramble, chance in a gamble, dabble and shamble,
Handling scandal, for example, dice roll, the night unfold
I write on scrolls, ice cold, lively own the price of your souls

Self sufficient-ission, stealth ending kicking in my system
Driven by the definition in the book of 48 laws
The (???) the break down walls, the show 'em how your break down's flawed

The dealers dealin' aces, killers killin' for them faces
Then the squealer's out squealin' in the Matrix
In most cases, most notable, indispensable, quotable

Unconventional flaw I compose is uncontrollable
Stop, like adjustable clock, exceptional stock
Motivational nods for the vegetable crops

With every inch gettin' close to the kitchen
My palm's itchin', premonition
Oversee the pirex vision, applied thinkin'

War ova minimal wage, the bomb's tickin'
Explore how the pendulum sways
Short fuses, conducive to what you see is elusive

Roofless, with the useless, got you caught in the nooses
Poverty struck, your salary pluck
Run 'em up before you say reality sucks

Here's a buck

(Hook x2)

All I really have is dollar to my name
Beg, bollowin' grind for every dime
Hustle out of my mind and sling minds

(Go ahead, all I really have is dollar to my name)
Pan handle, push packages and run numbers,
Whatever it take for me to come up