Give Me
Shot out
To the homie
Doe c doe
Almost fifteen years
Since we linked
Vinci status
All that matters
Give me gimme
give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
Give me gimme
Give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
Elevating niggas hating
Don't reciprocate that
Get back what you
Put in
Now I been waiting
On yo ass
That return on investment
I don't do this
For no cash
Money mitch
I love the game
But the game
So fifty cent
Call it west coast production
Doe c doe
I'm on yo ass
They say big bank
Take little bank
I'm hoarding
All these stacks
Lunch box
And a helmet
I been working
On these tracks
Underground railroad
Harriet Tubman
On the path
We been at this
For so long
Trying to cut the time
In half
Niggas don't like assist
Tricking dimes
That's bad math
Cheesy broccoli Macaroni
Niggas think
It's witchcraft
Harry Potter
I'm a wizard
Make yo bitch
Go missing
Young hibachi
Who gon stop me
Watch me cook it
In your face
Gilbert arenas zero fucks
Pulling triggers
Half court
Since these rappers
Ain't been rapping
I been wrapping
Shit up
I can't share
My music chair
They gotta
Lap the shit up
Give me gimme
Give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
Give me gimme
Give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
Give me gimme
Give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
I was born black nigga
Couldn't make the shit up
Strategizing they devising
How to wipe us
Off the map
They say women
Are from Venus
Marvin Martian
Imagine that
I been
Million man marching
Because these hoes
Ain't got no sense
Big dog
Off the leash
All these bitches
Smell my scent
Penmanship intellect
Is my bark
Gon match
My bite
Stevie wonder
With a ribbon
Got me feeling
Like a kite
Ben Franklin
New invention
I'm connected
To the source
Money power
And respect
Now I feel so historic
I then jumped
Into this rap
But this shit
A blood sport
Said I then jumped
Into this rap
But this shit
A blood sport
To the homie
Doe c doe
Almost fifteen years
Since we linked
Vinci status
All that matters
Give me gimme
give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
Give me gimme
Give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
Elevating niggas hating
Don't reciprocate that
Get back what you
Put in
Now I been waiting
On yo ass
That return on investment
I don't do this
For no cash
Money mitch
I love the game
But the game
So fifty cent
Call it west coast production
Doe c doe
I'm on yo ass
They say big bank
Take little bank
I'm hoarding
All these stacks
Lunch box
And a helmet
I been working
On these tracks
Underground railroad
Harriet Tubman
On the path
We been at this
For so long
Trying to cut the time
In half
Niggas don't like assist
Tricking dimes
That's bad math
Cheesy broccoli Macaroni
Niggas think
It's witchcraft
Harry Potter
I'm a wizard
Make yo bitch
Go missing
Young hibachi
Who gon stop me
Watch me cook it
In your face
Gilbert arenas zero fucks
Pulling triggers
Half court
Since these rappers
Ain't been rapping
I been wrapping
Shit up
I can't share
My music chair
They gotta
Lap the shit up
Give me gimme
Give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
Give me gimme
Give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
Give me gimme
Give me joy
Give me gimme
Give me pain
Give me gimme
Give me dollars
Give me gimme
Give me change
I was born black nigga
Couldn't make the shit up
Strategizing they devising
How to wipe us
Off the map
They say women
Are from Venus
Marvin Martian
Imagine that
I been
Million man marching
Because these hoes
Ain't got no sense
Big dog
Off the leash
All these bitches
Smell my scent
Penmanship intellect
Is my bark
Gon match
My bite
Stevie wonder
With a ribbon
Got me feeling
Like a kite
Ben Franklin
New invention
I'm connected
To the source
Money power
And respect
Now I feel so historic
I then jumped
Into this rap
But this shit
A blood sport
Said I then jumped
Into this rap
But this shit
A blood sport
Credits
Writer(s): Dominique Brown, Christopher Farrar
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