I Get Money

(Intro)
Hahaa
Yeahh, yeahhh
I get it
I run this rap shit, now guess who's back
Thought I left you, now why would I do that?

(Verse)
They keep on saying the same rappers are the best
Jay Z and Kanye West, maybe they're just trying to distract you from the fact that I'm coming back
Or maybe it's cause I ain't black, maybe it's because of that
Maybe it's cause I'm the highest selling artist in rap
While I'm sitting back in my office jacking off to my plaques
I'm still sick, how can I be sick this long? And I'm still alive
Magic Johnson arrives, I thrive on making my opponents think that I've died
That's when I just pop up out of nowhere, oh yeah, there he go there
Man I forgot how much money he got, on the beach of Saint Tropez
But your man don't lay, in the sun cause I don't tan, I burn
Blood clot, when you gunna learn how much money we earned?
How does it feel to know I came in this game and 25 and could of retired at 29
In my 20's still, and Fif hit a lick on the Coco Cola shit
He ain't even got to look at coke or even hold a brick no more
Oh boy, god damn did he score, but don't go selling bags to bottles right out the store
And Shady hit the Box Office, man he knocked the socks off us
My ex wife is made for life, profit cocksuckers
So stay the fuck off for us, we make pay
I'm just the super, easy, modest emcee ok
Til I hear the words 'has been', that's why I start spazzing
Smart arses, kiss the smarter arse then
I'm the best thing that ever happened to rap, bastards
I'm a blonde Dre, now give me Kanye's glasses.

Tried my best haha