That's All She Wrote (feat. Eminem)

Now I don't really care what you call me
 Just as long as you don't call me broke
 I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
 Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
 Streets like old Chicago
 Ain't nothin' new, I seen it all before
 But still, I ball like no tomorrow
 Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
 All she wrote, all she wrote
 I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
 All she wrote, all she wrote
 Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
 It's stupid how I go in
 Knowin' everybody knowin'
 That I'm sewin' up the game
 Destroying like they hate me for it
 Eventually, see they can't beat
 And then with me, they join
 Others sworn under oath, or banished, left completely scorned
 You tell lies, get cut, nigga, kick rocks
 You never did blend in with the big shots
 On the fast track
 Ain't no need for no pit stops
 I just laugh at
 Nigga wishin' they were this hot
 Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off
 Better that than pissed on
 I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones
 Catch me in the end zone
 High-steppin', Prime Time
 Thought you niggas been known:
 Ain't no blockin' my shine
 Like my new Air Yeezy's, you can see me in the nighttime
 I get rich off livin' life, you check to check recitin' rhymes
 So call me what you want
 Wanna hate? Have a nice time
 While I get stupid paper
 Hey, my dough ain't in its right mind
 Now I don't really care what you call me
 Just as long as you don't call me broke
 I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
 Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
 Streets like cold Chicago
 Ain't nothin' new, I seen it all before
 But still I ball like no tomorrow
 Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
 You're starin' straight
 Into a barrel of hate
 Terrible fate
 Not even a Slim chance to make a narrow escape
 Cupid shot his arrow and missed; wait, Sarah, you're late
 Your train left, Mascara and eggs
 Smear in your face
 Night's over
 Goodbye ho
 I thought that I told ya
 That spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
 Never should've came within range of my Rover
 Should've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
 Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
 To still come back to the crib
 Must want me to mess with her mind, hold up
 She mistook me for some high roller
 But I won't buy her soda
 Unless it's Rock and Rye cola (Faygo's cheaper)
 Buy you a bag of Fritos?
 I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
 If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya
 Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pull 5 molars
 You'll get your eyes swolled up
 I'm on my straight-grizzly
 So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy-bear, bitch?
 You're already bi-polar
 Now I don't really care what you call me
 You can even call me cold
 These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
 It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
 I roll like a Desperado
 Now I never know where I'm gonna go
 Still, I ball like there's no tomorrow
 Until it's over with, that's all she wrote
 The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with
 But don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this shit
 Yeah, life is sure a bitch, but she know I'm rich
 That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
 Here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pourin' in
 Pesos, Euros, Yen, ah ha, I'm paid never gon' be poor again
 See me posted in anything, wearin' any chain
 Never gon' see me toting anything, all you gon' see is bang
 It's so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit
 Yeah I'm on another level, but you niggas still can get it
 It's all over 'fore you finish, sorry bro this where we end it
 Won't give you the satisfaction of me givin' you the business
 Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it Tip
 And each one thinks they the shit
 Shirt off my back, I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
 I'm givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine
 Let em get a good taste of it
 I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
 But in case you didn't
 I'ma stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
 Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it
 So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
 That clock I'm racing it, double timing it
 But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
 That it may take you pricks to catch on
 While you strong arm, I'm like Stretch Armstrong
 Man I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe 's' on it, dog
 And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong
 But if you gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs
 You can get the F on dawg
 And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
 I'm as strong as the King, they were gone 'fore they came
 Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
 They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty that's why
 Now I don't really care what you call me
 You can even call me cold
 I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
 Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote
 I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go
 Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
 Goodnight is over with, that's all she wrote
 All she wrote, all she wrote
 I said its over with, that's all she wrote
 All she wrote, all she wrote
 Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote