Hook:
Young, Menance, All about my business
I'm a let you finish because I'm looking for a victim
Pray, Witness, bars for every sentence
I'm spitting with a vengeance because I'm about to get ignant, huh?
Cuz this is what you wanted right? X2
Verse 1:
I’m sitting, staring in this basement, you squares are not adjacent
Because the way I cut this up got me sick of being patient
And I’m searching for a placement, salty niggas always hating
But this is motivation because for you I’m feeling “nathin”
And 2 Dope Boyz ain’t gon blog my shit
So I’m a wax the record give it all my dick
And I’m serving turn tables so get off my tip
And we are OTMMG’n until we all get rich
In no way is this okay squeezing ass like its OJ
I can’t afford a Jesus piece because I’m feeling kind of holey
You don’t know me you jabroni, I genesis you owe me
And I’m classic when I’m rapping you aint got nothing up on me
I try to eat like Shoney’s I’m the topic of discussion
I sharpened up my flows and got lethal on percussion
I’m in need of Robitussin and a can of chicken soup
I was never good at hoops yet I throw up over loops I’m talking,
Hook:

Verse 2:
So I’m back up on my Martin Luther King, T.Jay got a dream
But I’m feeling like my schools didn’t teach me anything
So I’m looking for a come up and it’s just by any means
I’ve been poor so damn long I’m adjusting to the fiends
And them dope boys ain’t gon buy my shit
Unless we hit the club and we all get lit
And I’m serving turn tables so get off my tip
And I’m OTMMG’n til we all get rich
No way is this okay squeezing ass like its OJ
Rules up out the window til I’m feeling like I’m Kanye
Take this here to church til every day is Sunday
And the media gon ask me why I date a Kelly Bundy
One day y’all is gon mind y’all biz
You better lock up your wife you better hide your kids
I done made this song cuz we all gotta live
God bless our souls when we all get rich, I’m a
Hook:
Bridge: x4
Shower my head, my cup runneth over x3
I done had so much communion that I’m finally getting sober