I've done enough for ya

No wallet but I copped two grams
Frank got lost then I got ten bands
My ten fans hot like I'm not Tin Man
Stop it, I got this planned out
Like ants, making a mountain,
Glance down at the ground, they dancing
Foreal, don't step on they mansion
Gone bet on my chances, I'm gone

Whatchu want?
Won't make my answer too long
Too low, i got it, huh

Man alot gone throw respect
Out with the coldest dead
Pout when ya old, buddy o
Cause 4nem throwing them checks
Let go of them blowing they breath
This shit-
This shit really ain't
This shit really ain't chess, man"