I Am (Interval)

A little interval

To remind you people

I still do what I do

Holla at me M

Let me go

You talk money I overstand ya

Money is the motive everyday I want my grands up

I weren't the kid in class front row with my hands up

But somehow I still pass

Hit yard and still bar

Commercial incredible I mouth off

Cause I can water down a single for the charts

I'm the one prick, eyes so fly I'm not the one to fuck with

Time is of the essence you boys can't smell it

Chip, so chill with your blunt noses

If you see me, ya cool stop the hard poses

I don't fair posin'

I am not jokin'

I am tryin' to get the bread I don't do loafin'

No lie I'm tryin' stay alive to make a killin'

Send it I kill it

My features alive

A sixteen verse turn your song into mine

Chea, throw me an A even

Odd thoughts in my brain

No I ain't even

No I ain't leavin'

Better see me dim

Still here

Pissed off half the game

Doin' it for years and ain't got half my name

I'm still not the same cause I made the change

Cause I spit the good shit and made the change

Nigga's say I sold out please

I never made an album for the cheese

I made an album that represents me (I AM)

Besides I do as I please

Jeez louise julius cease the beat

First link sees the beat

I don't know what you heard about me

But don't leave your girl around me

You can see I got swag (no lie)

When it comes to word play I'm a dad (father)

Laid back cruise 'round in a cab

But I wear with' money on my hands

And the girls go weak for the tax (they go weak)

Inc made me I get a hit

So I put me inc in the skin (some new tats)

And the ice doesn't freeze my drinks

So I put me some in the rink

Bling bling blackberry ring ring

Ya got money over here

I am in (yup yup)

Seems what I'm tellin' them

The other thing that I'm in is telligent

And look me no liar

Pyrotechnic I play with fire

And I have everything they require

And everything I wear is designer (head to toe)

Fire a liar I'm hot

If they got swag what have I got (somethin' else)

I'm the head of flash kids

Don't look over here if you ever shit (shut your eyes what)

My foots down on the pedal

The best weed couldn't get your boys on my level (too high)

So how you gonna finish me

And tip toe on top of it

No more you ain't topin' it

You correctin' boy put a sock in it

nigga I'm on top a' shit