(Verse 1)

Ah....Nationwide advisory,

meaning get out my face cuz i gotta breathe,

yeah i know, its alot of cheeze, 

but not 4 u, betta luck winning da lottery,

im selfish homie, so i just stop and tease,

datz braggin doe, oh partin me,

but wen u had mo thangs u neva thought of me,

and don’t argue about it, cuz wen I hit u, u are to bleed,

I use to roll around, in da cotton seats,

Now its leather wit my name, no joccin please.

So enough about my money, lets move on,

Like we ready to listen 2 a new song,

Still involving money, u just coupons,

Naw im playin, lets move on’

As we listen to da song.



(Hook)

ya boy nice everytime he on da microphone,

and shining on da camera, yes da ice iz throwned,

I lite up da room, u think da lights b on,

U aint nothin wen u rap, dey sware da mic iz blowned. 2x



(Verse 2)

wat money does, take ya gurl out every week,

she saw me coming 2 her as I carry heavy jeans,

she saw da green in my pockets, thought it cant be seen,

but my cash overflowed, now I gotta buy her fancy things,

no I don’t, so I kick her 2 da curb,

don’t worry u can have her back cuz dat wat u deserve,

a gold digger, for u can find out dat u worthless,

wanna b me or u, see wat works best,

and im sorry dat I gave u da bad news,

dat nobody is better and dats rad dude,

hope u know by now dat im tottaly,

da best thang out now, wat u showin me,

u aint showin nothin’ fake aint nothing 2 b proud of,

I am wat tha crowd love,

So shut up.

As we listen to da song.



(Hook)

ya boy nice everytime he on da microphone,

and shining on da camera, yes da ice iz throwned,

I lite up da room, u think da lights b on,

U aint nothin wen u rap, dey sware da mic iz blowned. 2x

(verse 3)

life…..how I wanna set this,

im da one coming out wit da best hits,

know im V.I.P, u couldn’t make da guestlist

cuz wen I spit, all u smell iz fresh mist,

and u know im gonna test this,

fool,,,he aint a factor, so wats my next trick.

2 move everybody out da way and just stand alone,

takeova, everybody dead and gone.

Just me, money & mo money,

Stacks as tall as shac,

And I don’t blow money,

I just fold money,

And put it in da safe,

Yall on dat paper chase,

But its 2 late.

Now as I watch hate,

I just gone and press play. Uh huh,

As we listen to da song.



Hook(2x)