Richest In the City

Don't try and hide, boy, 'cause we'll catch you

'Bout to drop album of the year and that ain't even pressure

That ain't even effort, don't make me DMX you

And see you with my dawg at war, 'cause he'll stretch you

Puttin' holes all in your body, you gon' see a stretcher

I need a milli out the deal and I ain't seein' lesser

I need a check cut, my bitch look like Aaliyah in the Tesla

Might take her to freeze her neck up, uh

Flyest **** in the room, I'm used to being fresher

Doors up on the 'Ghini, she think I'm being extra

Leavin' the spot to back up, I go and see Vanessa

I call my **** Pack to cook it when I need it cheffed up

(Hold me down, world) Two thousand for my pair of shoes

**** couldn't walk a mile tryin' to wear my shoes

I'm the big dog', I'm compared to who?

And I'm the richest **** in the club and I ain't wear my jewels

But the bitches still stare and choose

Born to win but I'm prepared to lose

'Cause if this rap shit don't work then I'm air my tool

They checkin' my release dates, I got 'em scared to move

I see 'em plottin', they wanna know when Machine droppin'

I thought of this shit on the spot, I ain't even jot this

(I ain't write this shit, ****)

I put the profit in McQueen boxes

Forty pointers, and everybody on the team watches

It's motion picture shit, please watch us

I'm probably somewhere in the presidential suite

With your queen topless, ****

Album dropping, watch the Machine rock shit, ****, yeah

All my bitches bad and they got a bag too

Got these pussy **** mad too

Now they wanna hate on me, **** (Oh, you mad now)

Now they wanna hate on me, **** (They wanna hate on me now)

She know when she fuckin' on a **** that's rich (She know I'm rich)

I got the whole city lit, I'm 'bout to drop my shit

(I'm droppin' my shit real soon, ****)

And I got the world waitin' on me, ****

Got your girl waitin' on me, **** (What up, baby?)