$cramble - Sonnyjim, Da$h

I’m in the new BM bumping Brand Nubian

Q of peng in the super slim

The exclusive elusive prince excuse my French

I cop Peruvian and rock the Cuban link

Kid tuck ya dookie in, the born again Oakland pimp

High exulted in a golden mink

Bitch wilin off the leash like a Dobermann

Prince of Zamunda when I preach from my podium

Bureaucrat dabbin this imported hash

Got here by wateraft now eat the soft shell tempura crab

The belvedere on ice that blueberry pie

Im too weird to live too rare to die

Take a look at shorty

She say love my story, and if I get nicked shell cover for me

Life is hunkydory I’m in the german whip something sporty

Hit a lick and send some money to my uncle Paulie

I’m powerlifting til the albums finished

For now its all about the vegetables and salmon fillets

I’m a gambler fam I do it how my daddy it

And this is hometown family business

Trees are twisted like Neneh Cherry talkin 80/20

With a dime that’s down to dyke it out like Katy Perry

She been good since day she met me, life is good

I blaze the henry while she make spaghetti

(Prodigy/Havoc)

Life is a gamble, we scramble for money

I might crack a smile but ain’t a damn thing funny

My theme is all about making the green

Living up in luxury, pushing phat whips and living comfortably

Fucking on a damsel in distress, I’m just another manic that’s depressed

Smoking cannabis to cancel out my stress

My hoes is saying I’m a mess, counting money, know I’m caring less

Doing chowder while the xanax getting pressed

I’m just a trap nigga rapping, known to make it happen

Mr. 'fore he started asking questions, started clapping

The captain of the pirate ship, been on this wyling shit

Half these faggots need a motherfucking stylist

Same outfit three weeks, I probably got more in my pockets than your album did

You motherfuckers counterfit

Don’t need an ounce, I need a pound of it

Shopping for hammers, thinking 'bout what type of rounds to get

Our problems ain’t the same, a product of the game

Counting change, fuck a hoe, don’t even know her name

The devil don’t sleep, and neither do I

Never do speak, cause nigga I’m high

Ready to die like Christopher Wallace, we pitching that product

You niggas is watchers, got coppers for coppers

If it’s 'bout money than holla, nigga, nigga

Yeah, you know that it’s Dolla, shit, if it’s 'bout money then holla, nigga

(Prodigy/Havoc)

Life is a gamble, we scramble for money

I might crack a smile but ain’t a damn thing funny

My theme is all about making the green

Living up in luxury, pushing phat whips and living comfortably