[Hodgy Beats] You gotta be present for the moment of momentum Kill a coward with my lyric the murder is corba venom I'm hurdlin further engines, runnin through an entrance Such a resemblance in the mirror I see a blemish The chemist, I am with dentist, six senses As of now, life is tennis at Venice Such a breeze I can feel it Rollin up my sleeves, put a little hash in it Exceeding cash limits, if you got it ain't a bad image I play the ball, motherfucker - not half a scrimmage Your gimmicks just mimic cause you do not have an image I'm sixty seconds past the minute Cabbage lettuce, cash is fetish in me I'm grabbin spinach, teah [Chorus 2X: Hodgy Beats] Heard about a nigga rappin? Yeah, that's just one of my bitches (I'm) Sellin weed here trappin, that just one of my bitches Clientele payin taxes, that's how I'm runnin my(/I run my) business Stay the fuck off of my mattress, they sleepin on us niggaz [Hodgy Beats] Got my own flow, spend my own dough Drive my own car, fuckin grown hoes For these four-ohs, for these lil' bros And my door know, teachers don't know Vul-ner-able, shoot a porno Losin wardrobe, your body foreclosed When the doors closed, the mask of Zorro Her ass is moreso, a comedy I'm sick I'll probably suffocate from all of them vomiting Fuck commenting, I'm committing Taking off, rocketing while profit pocketing Hommaging, sock 'em bop 'em king, not fosters out the ring Boom bada bing, I gotta sing, you should fuckin honor me All these collard greens, dollar greens Presidents holla scream, prophesies Roll up and watch the leaves germinate, regurgitate First you like it then you love it; third is hate [Chorus w/ pauses between lines on second repeat]