(“When are you gonna get back to doing the fucking good shit?
This seems like a cash grab!”)

(Cash Grab music)
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
I woke up and spent that on a necklace
I told God I’d be back in a second
Man, it’s so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given, much is tested
Get arrested, til’ you get the message
Feeling pressured, under more scrutiny
What I do? Act more stupidly
More jewelry, more Louis V
You couldn’t get through to me
The drama, there’s people suing mе
On TV, like it’s just you and me
I’m saying how I feel, man
I ain’t one of thе Cosbys, I ain’t go to Hillman
I guess the money should’ve changed ‘em
I should’ve forgot where I came from

[Chorus]
Wait ‘til I get my money right
‘Cause then you can’t tell me nothing right

(“Cash Grab”)
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life, so you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
Look, I couldn’t tell ya who decides wars
I parallel double-park that motherfucker sideways
Old folks, talking back in my day
But this is my day
Two hours ago, like am I late?
No, I already graduated
Look, you can live through anything
And magic made it
(Go back) I talk with so much emphasis
Mmm, so sensitive
Don’t ever fix your lips like collagen
Just say something, you end up apolog’ing
Let me know if it’s a problem now
[Chorus]
(Wait ‘til I get my money right)
‘Cause then you can’t tell me nothing wrong!

(Unintelligible chatter)