Cheap Suits

[Verse]
What sign am I?
I drew a S for two lines, what's on your mind?
My bottom line's the bottom line
Put your name where it's underlined
I own your crib, your bitch, even your son is mine
There may come a time you wanna come for mine
But know them contracts bind
You want a dollar pizza line
I'm off wine, crackers, cheese with the rind
It's big time, know it's vicious, bro its business
You need a lawyer, I can find one for you
Just a standard fee
You work hard, you'd be as live as me
Buy and sell, it's a marketed dream
Fuck if you recoup
Show the bitches how its stars in the roof of your coupe
I know you can't help but bе a rap nigga
Down your whole life, you desеrve to be that nigga
To each y'all threw dice, now it's boomin', you a trap nigga
Jordan Shrug, I had to tax niggas
Vision on, imperialism, own every corner of the prison, claiming niggas do the vision
What's mine is missin', that's my commission
Make lemonade or whatever niggas say when they broke and ashamed
Put the spliff to the flame
Document the pain, my nigga maintain