Rock, paper, scissorsLast resort, a dull butter knifeTryna get rich twiceTakin' my chances, rollin' the diceRittin' all day, California I.A.Well, we love the kids, but we don't playLike my nigga keep the sneaks upI make my money fastI stay gone like the pastTryna make my money greenerGreener than my grassSee that broad right there? She got assI met this chick from PolandI'm all up in her colonLeft a pussy swole when I was pokin'When I was pokin'Just need just one more shi-ti-ti-ti-take homeI been in the streets, I just can't leave em aloneMake my money fast, yeah, I'm in my zoneBetter catch me while I'm movin', baby, I'm on the goI stay goneStay goneStay goneStay goneI stay goneStay goneStay goneStay goneUgh, it ain't enough hours in the day to get what I needThe breadwinner of the family, the chosen oneImagine a car without a motorI carry the world on my shoulderEver since I was a kid age 12Throwin' papers for Vallejo Times-HeraldOn the hillside of VallejoI went to Franklin Junior HighEnglish and readin' I'd always failBut when it came to math, I was the guyOoh, I be busyI ain't got time to watch TVI ain't got time to play Call of DutyI ain't got time to play Call of DutyI ain't got time to watch a movieI ain't got time to listen to what's going on in your homeI got problems on my ownI just need just one more si-ti-ti-ti-take-homeI've been in the streets, I just can't leave em' aloneMake my money fast, yeah, I'm in my zoneBetter catch me while I'm movin', baby, I'm on the goI stay goneStay goneI stay goneI stay gone, stay gone, stay gone, stay gone I stay gone, stay gone, stay gone, stay goneI got gooder to get, that's what I told my tenderI'll be gone to December, about a half a yearDon't nothing come to a sleeper but a nightmare I'm a hustler not a loser, tryna make ourlife better for the future I'm a pimp polygamist up in Cura on my wayto the Netherlands, Amsterdam, Europe Me and a couple of my hoe bitchesFinna go into business No bullshit, all legit, bout to set up shopin the red light district The red light district?Like Ludacris' song?Yup, and I'll be sending y'all some money homeI'll fly you out if you're horny, I know you gon' be lonelyBut if you cheat on me, I'm goin' upside your dormitoryI just need just one more sti-ti-ti-ti-take homeI just need just one more sti-ti-ti-ti-take homeI just need just one more sti-ti-ti-ti-take homeI just need just one more sti-ti-ti-ti-take homeI just need one more sti-ti-ti-take homeI've been in the streets, I just can't leave em aloneMake my money fast, yeah, I'm in my zone Better catch me while I'm moving, baby,I'm on a goStay gone, stay gone I stay gone, stay gone, I stay goneStay gone, stay gone