Wolf of Wall Street Lyrics

I'm coming from the era of a nine to five

Never was it clear but my eyes could try

Looking in the mirror like It's time to slide

And the feeling when I'm here is ride or die

Got to get the money but my time is done, no wait

I'm off balance so I fix it up

'Til then I kill men with the slice of brush

Peel them with ten inch barrel off the gun

I'm on one, it's no love when I'm barely winning

Fifteen an hour, can you spare a penny

Nah, work then I shower you can barely see me

Up then I'm outtie, now I'm barely eating

I'ma change the game, everybody on my dick, pause

Curry when at range, better watch when I get off

Hurry 'cause I ain't gonna stop if I'm pissed off

Flurry of my hate coming hot like a kick off

Excuse all my flaws, I cuss a lot when I be writing my songs

I fuss a lot but can I right all my wrongs

I say I'm not but I be feeling so lost

Pray to God that I can feed all my dogs

They been with me we just trying to get off

Leave the city 'cause we need the winnings of a billion pennies

Yeah, I know I'ma ball

Clutch gene when coming down to little shit

Got heat, LeBron James with number six

No peace with police we got beef, can't sleep, I get so tired, I'm sick of it

Who weak, point em' out I'm ending it

So clean I feel that I'm infinite

Kobe in '03 with that team, no reach, no doubt, I should be winning shit

One of kind, one of kind

Rap shit quick like I'm out of time, out of time

And I practice hits got to get the rhyme

Every line is blissfulness like giving some money back to Mom

Real talk, I don't care what you got to say

Bust my ass until my Daddy and Momma paid

Hoe I'm mad, I been writing with hand grenades

Load the mag, watch me turn to a renegade

Slim Shady, Jay-Z

I'ma laugh if you hoes gon' bae me

Only bae I'ma have got to pay me

I'ma need all of that if you date me

But it's looking sad so you tagged like Macy's

Get dragged with the rope if you hate me

You gon' die from this smoke like Swayze

I get crowned as the Goat like Brady

Yeah, I rap like I lost my shit, damn near

I don't stop 'cause my odds against, top tier

I just rap like I hopped a fence, not clear

I just rap like I hopped to ten

I need bank so a nigga not nice no more

No thanks, I don't hate, I just can't afford to lose shit I do like so I need support

But fuck it, I go ghost like a Ouiji board, nigga