Market money, market money, market money, market money, market money, money, I get it. I run New York, I get it, I get it, yeah. I took water, water, solar, then bottles for two bucks. Then Coca-Cola came and bought it for bids. What the fuck? Have a baby, buy me, baby. Be a millionaire, I write the check before the baby comes. Who the fuck cares? I'm stanky rich. I'ma die tryna spend this shit. Southside's up in this bitch. Yeah, I smell like the boat. I used to sell dope. I did play the block. Now I play on boats. In the South, my friends, baby. Sandra, pay, get a tan. I'm already black. Rich, I'm already that. Gangsta, get a gag. Hit a head in a hat. Call that a little rap shit. Fuck Chin-Chin, the baker. I bake the bread, a barber. I cut your hair, the marksman. I spray the lead. I blood-clot chocolate. I do not fuck with the kid. I get pissed with the cig. I can wheel your leg. You dig? I get money, money. I get money, money. I get money, money. I get money, money. I get money, money. I get money, money. I get money, money. I get money, money. I run New York, it's my new shit. But it ain't new though. I got rid of my old bitch. Now I got new hoes. First it was D'Benzo. Now I'm in the Enzo. Ferrari, I'm sorry. I keep blowing up. They call me the cake man. The strawberry shake man. I spray the AR. Make your whole clique break dance. Backspin, headspin. Flatline, you're dead then. Nine shells, 19. Who won? Get it cracking. I was young, I couldn't do good. Now I can't do bad. I ride, rap the new Jag. I just bought a new Jag. Now nigga, why you mad? Oh, you can't do that? I'm so forgetful. They calling me cocky. I come up out the Jeweler. They calling me Rocky. It's the ice on my neck, man. The wrist and my left hand. Bling like blah. You like my style? Ha ha. I'm heading to the bank right now. Oh! I, I get it. I, I get it. I love New York. I, I get it. Yeah Yeah I love New York. Talk the talk. And I rock the wall. I fly off when I run New York. When I come out the court. Yeah, I pop the court. I keep it gangsta. How y'all like the joke? I, I get it. In the hood, if you ask about me, they tell you I'm about my brain. I, I get it. Around the world, if you ask about me, they tell you they love me. I, I get it. I, I get it. I, I get it. Yeah I run New York. I'm back on the streets, man. I'm bringing the heat, man. I'm on my grind. Like all the time. Try and stop my shine. I'll cut my line. Don't get out of line. I said don't get out of line. I said don't get out of line. I said don't get out of line. I said don't get out of line. I said don't get out of line. I, I get it. I, I get it. Yeah, yeah.