» verse 1
They think I'm good
cause I got a big crib .. straight chillin
and take trips across the world
to see new buildings

hotels and pretty women
doing a little spending
but truth is this lifestyle
can pitch you the quick innings

to the 9th, wonder, like stevie
know weebbie, no webbie
so savage, my mind gets at times

i wanna boost crimes but the slime
might stick, so i do things slick
like rick, no ross

still Boss, C-O, and i mean the company
needing no company
they they fronting the
people if they ever say they bossed me

nah I pay the cost G, not talking thousands
i get mine without housing

slim thugga, game hugga, not lover
young slugga,
took the ballin outta the park on y'all bustas

girls wanna love, just a turning to my shine
all beautiful roses, but thorns on they vines



» chorus 1

I know I'm 10 shots from murder
8 lives from death
7 girls from Love
I got 6 degrees left
...and then I'm so paid......

I'm 5 Gs from broke
4 steps from rides
3 naps from dreams
2 tickets from fly
...and then I'm so paid......


» verse 2
I got a gift, who needs rappers
I'mma tape this game up
They grow outta control
and I'm givin pay cuts

Dont play, on any day
its a given I'm always thinkin
3rd eye peakin, my wisdom is always leakin

jewels tossed like mines
as I blow like dynamite
still the gear right
standing in some fresh Nikes

Cold cuts, that i drop all up in the studio
no beef will get served
over a record like foolios

immitation, I-M posters,
turned rappers, turned bloggers
mouth joggers, style robbers
i could go for days

but when my record plays
all you hear is what matters
choosin words wise
they all turn into matter

positive that I'll accumulate
millions of dollars
by making sure when you holla
at a brotha, I holla back

respect that, real is real
no history really matters
cause i seen some be real
and go plastic moments after



» chorus 2

I know I'm 10 shots from murder
8 lives from death
7 girls from Love
I got 6 degrees left
...and then I'm so paid......

I'm 5 Gs from broke
4 steps from rides
3 naps from dreams
2 tickets from fly
...and then I'm so paid......


» verse 3
money aint nothing
but the root of all evil
but without that evil,
would man really do good?

i should try to be
the best that I can be
but born imperfect,
that's hard for me to see

Khid.. that's the name
i was born into the game
Hip to more rules
than this world full of lames

and my aim, no mac
like windows wide open
just scopin for a word
like excel after I'm chosin

walkin in the streets talkin
with brothas grindin
reminds me, do good
in the position that i'm in

that's why my hearts there
like so many that have past
cause i aint seen a man
to keep money after passed

yet i sacrifice for seeds
like flowers when they die
cause when we pass
the next generation can try

to start life different
make the world change
and thats the main reason
why i break my back for change



» chorus 3

I know I'm 10 shots from murder
8 lives from death
7 girls from Love
I got 6 degrees left
...and then I'm so paid......

I'm 5 Gs from broke
4 steps from rides
3 naps from dreams
2 tickets from fly
...and then I'm so paid......