Whatever you do, gotta get that dough Whatever you do, gotta get that dough Whatever you do, gotta get that dough Whatever you do, gotta get that dough Whatever you do you gotta yours You own the map, you pick your own road This shit was meant to be since '04 Used to have sickest beyblade, on god I cannot be bragging But I made a new religion don't test me Press kit come a lil handy You think I'm loud you should see my family You don't wanna trust me now I've gone through some towns You don't wanna trust me now Not the right shade of brown This sound come from all around Hard to pin down and don't depend on Earthly trends and a pitiful handout '54 Benz with a V8 engine Best way in can define my pen game Whatever you do, gotta get that dough Whatever you do, gotta get that dough Whatever you do, gotta get that dough Whatever you do, gotta get that dough Dollar signs in my eyes I can see the focal causing me all pain Don't feel the same that i had fo few years I've been carrying this weight in my rain Coat, dont tell me to, no You should do that, no Sure you wanna hate me Cuz its my time to do me mo Nowadays I got more options Nowadays they not too tragic Not the dawn but I'm past the darkness Only do it cuz I know nobody else will I got too much by the exit Could leave it all here if you ask me Prodigal son in my energy Circus to you, all our therapies Corporate snatch us like Cherokee Ignorant yeh meere jungli