[Intro]
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Nicethings, primo things
You know how we do man its me tho
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 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 d**h
You got a single life to live
Six million ways to end it
Could rest on the sabbath, only if your work is finished
Live it and brush the hate off
Peep how Bernie Madoff
You do your numbers
It's a 'doneyun' when you sink the eight ball
Figure you're winning, it's the ninth inning
And your squad's up ten its 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, as 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 bars
Especially if they don't know who you are
See, respect is mandatory
One road to the land of glory
Gettin' shine, but I feel like it was handed to him
Break the math 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 cla**ic features
24 bars with punchlines that never reach you
Your arms too short, the pimp 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
I'm Cheating off this Asian kid
I swear it still don't add up
Thats mathematics