I ain't got the time told em beat it cause my shyt been thriller Got money on mind move out my way I'm stacking chips up They traded switched up sides Now they begging out for forgiveness See murder in they're eyes I been dead so they gone feel it Looking all surprise didn't think a boss would know this Still no flexin if I tried Competition always bogus Still I'm glad to know the lies Served for a higher purpose Still I'm moving in my zone Copied me they making clones...