Spit Knowledge (How I'm Livin')

Let me fill you in on a secret, it involves stacking up big bills

Put it all together, stop chasing liquor and cheap thrills

Cuz nobody is with you when you ain't filling their stomach

Then they plot behind you, catch you at your comfy and tell you run it

Fake hearts cause real damage when you keep them in your artery

So keep a stabproof with you and other things from the armory

Shapeshifting places when you battle me and the Ancient One

Dr Strange will make you believe that really ain't your son

The way I rhyme, I light up a church, really ain't the sun

Half my enemies can make threats but that really ain't your gun

Nothing but success and large dollars coming my way

Spittin' the illest fire that'll bang your chest like a primate