[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