[Verse: The Thought]
50 for the verse, 100 for the mix
If you ain’t cash-ready, you can suck the dick
Unless we’re homies and you need to talk your shit
If you don’t know me, then you nothing but a client
Hydrant to the fire, we either tight or you’re a buyer
Of my services, I need like 5G’s for the hire
I don’t got a gun, I got pimento on rye
Won’t be letting shit fly, I need my income with a capital “I”
I could double my fee and put in half of the time
And I’d still be a better deal than most of these guys
That call themselves “engineers”, “emcees” or “beatmakers”
Once their people meet me, watch how easily their seat’s taken
You won’t see bacon, your brain is hollow, man
Better borrow from your mama, she's your only fan

[Verse: G Wayne918]
Said “I been thugging too”
Think I need a therapist, these hoes that I been running through
Ain’t shit free up in this life, except for death, it’s true
Then you still paying for a funeral, or burn your crew
Said “if you ain’t gang, pay me for a feature”
I just charged for some dick then said “it’s nice to meet you”
Adios, fuck around and get hit with something mighty close
Smoking on some gas, when I roll up, just to blaze a heater
Bitch get swiped, she a Visa
Love the way she watch me, finna buy this hoe some bleachers
Ay, we going crazy through these speakers
Up all night, but I been rapping, I ain’t cleaning, you tweaking
I just made some vids that I ain’t leaking
She love me all the time, I only like her when we linking
[Verse: The Thought]
How you coming to The Thought’s and didn’t think it through?
What’s wrong with you? Are you stupid?
Pulling up with empty pockets like I run a non-profit
You better stop it, before I get loose with it
Y’all Grey Goose-sipping, shooting hoops and only bricking
Don’t know the difference between Whose Camp and who’s missing
I can only pity all of your ignorance
Rubbing two brain cells together, broken fucking filaments
Billing all these broke ass rappers got me feeling sick
How you acting like a dub was gonna cover this?

[Verse: G Wayne918]
Ay, said “where that money at?”
Like a n***a really looked twice, I had to double-back
Laughing at these pussies but I’m not standing no funny cats
Please don’t come at me with no diss if you gon’ mumble rap
Matter fact, bitch don’t come at all, ‘cause I ain’t hearing nothing
SAO some deaf rappers, really, so it’s no discussion
Well, I guess ‘less we using hands
But they don’t fight no more, they shooting, so Imma leave him where he stand
And these bullets get to spreading, I’m just hoping they don’t jam
If it does, I’m taking cover, guess that that’s the second plan
Said “you don’t get a second chance”
Only chance you got is you could be a better man
Smoking on Pan, hope that I don’t never land
Best come get a feature, ‘cause pretty soon it’s some bands
[Verse: The Thought]
The price today is not the price tomorrow
Get it on the cheap before you need to win the lotto
Hit this shit legato, ‘cause you fucking slow
And I don’t got the time to teach you shit that you should know
Like 2+2 equals 4, nobody works for free
Y’all heard of me, but I ain’t Murder C
Just ‘cause I been killing shit for c-notes
Fucking up the beat, that’s my type of libido
Blood-sucking me like a bitch-ass mosquito
All these buck-less busters bug, spray to keep ‘em off of me, though