Eric

I′m a master (Master)Y'all should give me honorary masters (Masters)

Rapper work the green just like the Masters (The Masters)

The new slave talkin′ like he got a master (Woop, woop)

Screamin', "Free Thought" (Free thought)

All the greatest legends behind bars,

They really talk (They really talk)

Everything I say is everything I really walk

Got it for the free though if it

Wasn't what I really bought (I really bought)

Yeah (Yeah), pigeon pose (Pigeon pose)

Only way we ever, ever comin′ toe to toe (Toe to toe)

My Ivory Coast copper blood got me drippin′ gold (Drippin' gold)

Yeah, I got the juice, woo, see I′m drippin' Dole (Drippin′ Dole)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circu′, uh)

Give the homeless homies money, so they eat well (Yeah)

Went and copped an Audi, gotta go and get it detailed

Drive don′t depreciate the value of the resale (Yeah, yeah)

Still talkin' that shit in this mother like we Ezell

Hold up, mothership flow, bring the funk back (Funk back)

This for my young heads, my real ones and ol′ blacks (My ol' blacks)

This for my nasty niggas askin′ where the hoes at? (Where the hoes?)

This gon' be the break, we stop and make ′em do the soul clap

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circu', uh)

Hey

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circu', uh)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circu', uh)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circu', uh)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circu′, uh)

It ain′t uncommon to borrow a dollar

Invite me over to eat with yo' mama

I like the checks with the commas on commas

I want the checks with the commas on commas

It ain′t uncommon to borrow a dollar

Invite me over to eat with yo' mama

I like the checks with the commas on commas

I want the checks with the commas on commas

I need them dollars, run me my half or I put a hole in yo′ wallet

Cold case, on my waist you don't want these problems

Bank called say they runnin′ out of commas

That's on my momma

I'm steady mobbin′

Posted up til′ I reach my profit margin

Cash money

And I ain't runnin′ into thousands

Hustle up, don't you hear my stomach growling

Bitch I′m 'bout it, I′m hungry

So I need them ten of greens spillin' off my plate

Cash on delivery, bitch I raise the stakes

You will hate, what I fuckin' make

Just to pop out and I don′t even show my face, oh yeah

To count it all, gon′ take 'bout a minute

Don′t claim the gang ho', if you know you not with it

Marijuana sinnin′

Windows tinted, keep it low

Cuz you know these niggas can't wait to print it, oh yeah

It ain′t uncommon to borrow a dollar

Invite me over to eat with yo' mama

I like the checks with the commas on commas

I want the checks with the commas on commas

It ain't uncommon to borrow a dollar

Invite me over to eat with yo′ mama

I like the checks with the commas on commas

I want the checks with the commas on commas

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circu′, uh)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu′-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circulate)

Dollars, dollars, dollars, circulate (Circu'-circu′, uh)

They said we wouldn′t have shit

Wouldn't last if it was up to white Jesus

Niggas started to believe us

Started birthin′ and bleeding it

Oh, the lies y'all sold us

Oh, this poor love of ours

This gospel we sing

This little shine of mine

I′m gonna let it eat me up

I'm gonna let it kill me

Gonna′ let it fuck me up, til' I'm leaning

Til′ I′m pheenin'

Till I′m feeling better wow

I kinda feel better now

Cuz I got it now

For me, for him, for her

For my Grandmama who had to pick cotton

And my Grand-daddy who got lashed at then laughed at

Who you turned your back on

Who you took your turn on for [?]

I'm sorry, I′m kinda violent now

Fuckin' tired now

Don′t mean to disturb your peace

Just needed a little piece of what you got when I helped you out from [?]

Y'all got me hot now

I'm not asking for a permission

Came back to see what′s good now

Niggas buying dreams by the pound

Only real niggas sellin′, only real niggas feel your fear

It's nice I frighten you

It′s nice I've inspired you

To look, to think, to act like me

Little ′ol me

Little 'ol me, came back to say

We made it