Mr.Buildabitch.Com

[Intro]
When the hatred of the world cease to exist
And man no longer lay down his life for selfishness
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning I was thinkin' it's time
Open my first trap on the net, shit I made me a dime
Yeah I'm one of a kind, one made for the pine
I was made for the shine, nigga play, catch smoke
My mama was poor, my daddy was poor
Ain't no motherfuckin' way, I'd rather die than be broke
Five K for the show, you niggas skinny, I know
Two K for the verse, I wasn't made for the hearse
I wasn't made for the dirt, I'm made for the blade
Bitch, stay down and we gon' get paid
I'ma different type of nigga, I can't save ya
You got a new weave, ho, that's what changed ya
I'm the man, yeah, I'm a player
You ain't got that money? See you later
He's a hater, I'm a congratulate ya
Salutations from a motherfuckin' player
Ice

[Interlude]
See
That's you young niggas motherfuckin' problem right there
You don't know good game when you hear it
See, you'd rather look at that nigga that's flashin' that motherfuckin' borrowed cash
Or you watchin' that bitch that's
Showin' all that ass
You're missin' it
You need to be motherfuckin' checkin' your pocket
And makin' sure you in the socket
You understand me?
See, first thing's first
You gotta be able to look at yourself in the mirror
And re-evaluate your situation
Are you hatin'?
Are you participatin'?
Huh?
I really know what's goin' on, ya understand me?
'Cause see, look here
See, P
I'm the motherfuckin' elevator
The motivator
Understand me?
I could never be a hater
Uh

[Verse 2]
Jump on a bitch bag, piggy ride
Big girl got the cash, so she can slide
I'm Mr. Build-a-bitch dot com
I don't want your thot-thot
Spit fire like a Charzard
I dont' wear no Carhartt
New drop, push-to-start
Your bitch tried jump in the car
Only rolled the window down a little bit
Look at this bitch
She touch the door and she don't throw no cash in?
I'ma shoot at this bitch
Lulu ain't new to this shit
Big P, true to this shit

[Outro]
I'm just kickin' big facts to you young niggas, man
Listen, man
You gotta do more stashin' and less flashin'
Ya understand me?
More havin' and less askin', ya understand me?
It ain't hard, mayne
Ya hear me?
You just gotta want it
You got to believe
And you shall receive
Good evenin', my brothas and sistas
Thank you for tunin' in
Maybe we'll speak again soon
Soon
Ice