[Intro]
– Th-this is the story of...
Cash!
– You can read along with me and your book
– You will know when it's time to turn the page, when you hear the chimes ring like...
Reset!
– Let's begin now!
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[Verse]
I'm racing
Imma base hit
On the asphalt
Bag tossed
Get me fragrant
I'm a fast boy
Hats off
Innovation
In a track car
Mad lock, innocent
Black star citizen
Facts start trickling
And man start kicking in
Ash on my skin again
Mad for the Benjamin's are massive
Massive
I feel like a kid again
On my chiny-chin
Biting on my lip again
On my benefit
Might is what I pin against
I might tip it in
I might tippy toe
This shit kinda chemical
This shit got a different
This shit ain't adding up
This shit ain't adding up
They say "You mad"
Nah n***a, I ain't mad enough
This shit ain't adding up
This shit ain't adding up
They said "You mad"
Nah n***a, I ain't mad enough
They say "You mad"
Nah n***a, I ain't mad enough
This shit ain't adding up
This shit ain't adding up
And I could use this beat in seven years
And it'd still be hot
It proves art can still be taught
There's seven moves I could steal these clocks
And break the backboard
N***as tryna chew these thoughts
Or two to die for it
This shit a mouthful
Hand full of new ass tunes
That you can vouch for
And full of new ass rooms
That you account for
Bands in the safety
I switch the whole flow
And make it dance little baby
[Outro]
I don't want to comply catch you lie
[?] speeches
Just in the world of love...