As the floods of God Wash away thin air They say it was written In the page of the Lord But I was looking For that great jazz note That destroyed The walls of Jericho The winds of fear

Fuck that check up (fuck that check up) Fuck that check up Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up) Young nigga, fuck that check up We gettin' rich, and these niggas sick They need a check up I'm so lit I fucked that bitch as soon as I met her Light

Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech I be ballin’ like Mike and them I got two TECs like I fight the ref Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him Came up on some bands Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants He did

Do a split on the dick (Do a split) If you really with the shits, lil' bitch (Lil' bitch) She ask her friends (What?), "Should I let him hit?" (What they say?) She say, "Girl, you better fuck him if he rich" New foreign, whippin it (Skrt) Blue face,

The world is a cycle And everything weh happen, yes it come 'roun' in a circle In everything you do remember to pray Got to check the step you take And every breath you make Because the little things you do Is coming back at you The ditch you dig it

We were running with the night Playing in the shadows The heart of the city street was beating Light from the neons turned the dark to day We were too hot to think of sleeping We had to get out before the magic got away Just you and I, 'til the morning

Fuck it all Hate breeds hate my eyes they have seen A system that feeds their machine with The blood, sweat and money of the poor, poor The decimation of all that is pure, pure Corruption gets rich, honesty just exists 'Cause nobody cares anymore,

Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah) Went to get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off (whoa) People get so crazy when you're rich and famous (ay) But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas Okay, let's get it Ay, don't be

We were running with the night Playing in the shadows Just you and I, till the morning light (We were running, running with the night) oh The heart of the city street was beating Light from the neons turned the dark to day We were too hot to think of

My mind is a safe And if I keep it then we all get rich My body is an orphanage We take everyone in Doing lines of dust and sweat Off last night's stage Just to feel like you If home is where the heart is Then we're all just fucked