Cancer Patient

[Intro]
(One hunnid-thousand ain't shit to me that's a lil' petty bag)
(Hold on, that's a lil...)

[Verse]
One hunnid-thousand ain't shit to me that's a lil' petty bag
Leave my bitch to make her beg for me with my lil' petty ass
I slime my bitch out every time my old one make me mad
I been dropping twenty checks a day, I'm tryna pad the stats (c'mon)
I touch a ten ball everyday while sittin' on my ass
I could be rich for a hunnid' years just sitting on my stash
A billion in the bank, another six hundred-thousand in cash
Off my jewelry, I could probably buy a couple of houses with that (on god)
For pussy, you would probably go and pay a couple thousand for that
To conversate with me, you gotta pay a couple thousand for that
I'm tucked deep in the burbs inside a gate with a house in the back
(The shooting of Trayvon Martin, it seems like)
I protect my section, you get Trayvon Martin'd if you got a hood
I jugged a cancer patient then he died, I rolled him in my wood
I took his petty ass fundraiser and spent it as I should (gimme that)
Revive his ass and jugg him twice, I really wish I could (c'mon)
Learn how to scam, I know you wish you could
Come try and take a chain, I swear to god I really wish you would
Only headshots, I hope you duckin' good
I been slidin' with exotic dracs, it got the Russian wood
I got a bank play at 6AM I'm getting straight to it (c'mon)
You can't relate to what I say cause' I make pape' music
Behind the scenes I get an opp killed when I put pape' to it
If my shooter need a ****, I buy it and bring it straight to him (here you go)