Diamonds hang around my neck the crib is all finished. No love for these bitches I said this year it's all business. It is a shame that a couple of ‘em are off limits. No offence to my nigga it's just the industry is small. We all lust for the same women. You know the ones we saw before we came in it. I know he aint trippin'. I know I got a couple things that Lil' Wayne dipped in. Aint ashamed to admit it I be the same with it. This shit is all about hits and misses. The ones that you f-ck and the ones that you wife up. Don't let them fuck your life up. Half a mill to perform I can't let them fuck that shit up. Plus I love the way my middle name looks when it's lit up. Jim Moore got me dressing like a leading man. A little favour for a friend when I need a hand. Young Frank suits cut right always. Just got a couple Warhol's for my hallways. New verses crush the hood like I'm driving into something. Bitches on the kid like I'm Iverson of something. Like a Sixer since I sold 680 in my first. Drizzy Drake the only one that got the gift without the curse. Swag!