Yeah. You know that shit rock. Hey. That's the Cole hey from back in the day. Hey yeah. . Just a younging with a dream. Tryna get this money, yeah I'm tryin' get this cream.
It's a, it's a vibe. Ultimata!. All my homies we all on the studio tour bus right now. This is Stoney Bob live in a room from. wherever the fuck we are today on tour.
Thalia: This concludes the program. Kai: Damn man, we been walking forever. Thomas: Well,. Thalia's tracking system says we'll be there in just over an hour.
Uh, suddenly I'm in the whip with the gat, full clip. Out the blue, like a crip. Doin' 90 on the backroad outta nowhere. My girl hit me on the bat phone.
How do you want to be remembered?. Being rich?. . Visions of seeing my self as some what different. Reality got me feeling indifferent. I'm lifting this weight of my shoulders.
Ayo real talk, 6ix. As soon as you played me this joint I already knew. Yo this some fucking, Last Call shit. And it got me hella excited 'cause I always wanted to do like.
Woo, woo, yeah. Alright, here we go. Yeah, yeah, yeah. . Money on my mind, so I'm too paid. Real all the time, never Kool Aid. Sippin' on Duse, sike. Came a long way from G'burg.
My name is Paul Rothenberg, attorney of law. And I hereby ratify and confirm that Logic is motherfucking paid. . Can't nothing stop me, I'm on a roll.
Bitch, I've been runnin' my city like I am the Wizard of Oz. I don't do this shit for nothin', but the family and the squad. Money ain't everything, tell me now what's that money to a god?.
You, you. Warm it up, warm it up. Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up. Warm it up, warm it up. Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up. . This that Young Sinatra shit, yeah this that Young Sinatra shit.
I'm like Wassup hoe?. Where you been?. What you know about?. Oh no!. Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out. Never know. Who's really down or just down and out.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. 2 Chainz. . Okay, I think these niggas is tryin' me. The irony, I used to iron jeans that had the heavy crease. You know my destiny is somewhere over the catastrophe.
Everybody know I be. Everybody know I be (yeah). Yeah. . Everybody know I be, in the club VIP (sike not me). Old girl wanna fuck me, yeah she fine. I'ma give her that D.
Hey, uh, Grandpa Rick, can we maybe.... Maybe I can pick what we listen to next?. You know... we've been in this ship for like three hours now. Well, Morty, that entirely depends on whether pr not you have the mental capacity to pick something I would be willing to listen to.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah. J Dilla right here. My dude this Indica Badu. Yeah that's right. . Riding 'round the city with my homies blowing trees. Wavy like the seven seas.
Yeah, yeah. The tunes on here? That shit sounds good. Let's go. Yeah, yeah, yeah. . Bitch, I've been blowin' up (bitch I've been blowin' up). Everyone showin' up, where was you in the beginnin'?.
Let me get up in this bitch like "What's good, ho?". Grippin' this grain, I spit to release the pain. Pimpin' ain't a thang, what's good. Hold up let me get it right.
[Intro: 2 Chainz]. Yeah, yeah, yeah. 2 Chainz. . [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]. Okay, I think these niggas is tryin' me. The irony, I used to iron jeans that had the heavy crease.
Let's see here, uh, (301) 776 43--. This motherfucker better pick up the God damn phone this time, Jesus Christ. Thank you for calling Rattpack Industries....
Buck, buck, buck, buck, booyakasha!. . W-W-W-W-What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name?. Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change. Still me and my homies and we all the same.