JEFE
T.Y.S
BOSS
Giving it to the haters like Kobe's crossover
Save your jokes, you ain't one of the homies
I got no worries, no competition, no enemies
No time to think about pockets that ain't mine
Step on the gas, the ride's over
Guarding my peace, not the clock
Cutting off what doesn't add up, I'm a pro
We're together but not mixed up
There are those who get their hands dirty and those who end up crippled
Police brutality, they never hit the target
Don't overdo it standing out, or you'll end up in the news
What are you, a zoo animal?
The boxes lit up, they're not mad, they're blondes
They close the door on me, and I take apart their handlebars
Ambition's bad if the motive's bad faith
There are plenty of sacrifices I'm not willing to make
Nah ah
The goal ain't to have it, it's to not need it
Turn the bank into a piñata from all the hits
More business, less pleasure
All that will always be there: Streets, jewels, drugs, drinks, women
The goal ain't to have it, it's to not need it
Turn the bank into a piñata from all the hits
More business, less pleasure
All that will always be there
One eye open and the mouth shut
The pot hasn't breathed again, rest in peace
I doubled my investments, then I repeated
New blood, OG code
I know the game like a referee
Without going to the hood, I put the money on the line
For the gogos, flawless victory
No accountant complexes, no
Take your light
Fuck with my money and you get your BBQ sauce
Everything I desire is a result of my ability
Of discipline, these two nuts and a few more things
Life's a test, time's my partner
The war of interests makes everything a business
Knowledge and faith, an atomic bomb
Money can't buy happiness but it gives economic freedom
To indulge in all the pleasures you deserve
You're a slave to your time until you become its boss.