A chill script I just wanted to post for the f*ck of it.

Countin' stacks - Havin' n*ggas on they' backs,
I rock straight Jordans, your rockin' em' $30 dollar Shaqs
I get papercuts from dollar, dollar, dollars no cents,
The haters always holla', holla', hollar' cause' Im intense
You 'ob-ey' me, you understand ? Okay G',
You gotta' stay beneath me, if you a follow'ee-
"Yee-eee !" You hear the homies, hollin' - 'Whats qood'
See me, how I put in work, when rollin' in the 'hood'
Get on your knees and kiss my ring, I got more than Lebron
You say your straight from the street, you ain't from the f*ckin' 'Bronx'-
Its understood, your fake, See me with mines that I take,
Why don't we celebrate, and bring out the cake, what about a picture take' ?