That's All She Wrote (feat. Eminem)

Now I don't really care what you call me

Just as long as you don't call me broke

I think they know as soon as they saw me

Good night, it's over with, that's all she wrote

Streets like old Chicago

Ain't nothing new, I seen it all before

But still I ball like no tomorrow

Good night, it's over with, that's all she wrote

All she wrote, all she wrote

I said it's over with that's all she wrote

All she wrote, all she wrote

Yeah, good night, it's over with, that's all she wrote

It's stupid how I go on knowin'

Everybody knowin' that I'm sewin' up the game

Destroyin' like they hate me fore it

Eventually see they can't beat then in with me they jawin'

Others sworn under oath or vanished left completely scorned

Ya tell lies, get caught, **** kick rocks

Ya never did blend in with the big shots

On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stop

I just laugh at it **** wishin' they were this hot

Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off

Better that than pissed on, I'm jetsons, you the Flintstones

Catch me in the endzone, high-steppin', prime time

Thought you could **** depend on

Ain't no blockin' my shine

Like my new Air Easys you can see me in the night time

I get rich off livin' like mic check, mic check, recitin' rhymes

So call me what you want, want to hate? Have a nice time

While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in its right mind

Now I don't really care what you call me

Just as long as you don't call me broke

I think they know as soon as they saw me

Good night, it's over with, that's all she wrote

Streets like old Chicago

Ain't nothing new, I seen it all before

But still I ball like no tomorrow

Good night, it's over with, that's all she wrote

You're starin' straight into a barrel of hate

Terrible fate, not even the slim chance to make a narrow escape

Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, Sarah you're late

Your trian left mascara and egg smear on your face

Night's over, goodbye I thought that I told ya

That spilled **** ain't nothin' to cry over

Never shoulda came within' range of my Rover

Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up

Any chick who's dumb enough, that there I pawn fold-up

She still come back to the crib, must want me to mess with her mind

Hold up, she mistook me for some high-roller

When I wont' buy a soda 'less it's rockin' Rye Cola

(Faygo's cheaper) Buy you a bag of Fritos?

I wanna let you eat the **** chip on my shoulder

If you was bleach and I was hair, I wouldn't dye for ya

Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five molars

You get yo' eyes swelled up I'm straight grizzly

So why would I buy a **** teddy bear **** you're already bipolar

Now I don't really care what you call me

You can even call me cold

Those **** knew as soon as they saw me

It's never me they'll get the privileged to know

I roll like a desperado

Now I never know where I'm gonna go

Still I ball like there's no tomorrow

Until it's over and that's all she wrote

The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with (I see it)

But don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote the ****

Yeah, life is short ****, but she know I'm rich (I'm rich)

Then why she give me what I want and I just throw it ****

Here I go again, I kick it **** pourin' in

Peso, Euro, Yen, ah ha, I'm paid, never gonna be broke again

See me posted in anything wearin' any chain

Never gonna see me tokin' anything, all you gon' see is bang

This song is where I kick it, hate you never get to visit

Yeah, I'm on another level but you **** can get it

It's so over before you finish, sorry bro, that's where we end it

Wont' give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business

Yeah I guess life is at **** fingertips

At least one thing say to ****

Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief

I'm these **** a dose of your medicine

Let 'em get a good taste of it

I'm sure you got that relationship with them all by now

But in case you didn't

I'm stickin' so phat, get a sticky note to your forehead and staple it

Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it

So I paste this **** a little quicker that clock I'm racin' it double-time

But I'll still spit triple to your mind insults in a tenth of the time

That it may take you pricks to catch on

Why you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong?

Man I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe

Yes on the door

And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong

But if you're gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs

You can get the eff on, dog

And on my throne I remain all alone in my lane

I'm as strong as they came

They were gone before they came

No, I don't want to hang, I slapped five with them rap guys

They just wanna sabatoge my hustle, shawty, that's why

Now I don't really care what you call me

You can even call me cold

I bet they knew as soon as they saw me

Good night, it's over with, that's all she wrote

I roll like a desperado

Now I never know where I'm gonna go

But still I ball like no tomorrow

Good night, it's over with, that's all she wrote

All she wrote, all she wrote

I said it's over with that's all she wrote

All she wrote, all she wrote

Good night, it's over with, that's all she wrote