Confessions of a Money-Making Maverick: A Tale of Loyalty, Generosity, and Rap Aspirations

I been got that way before I met Ray Agamemn, that’s my dawg I might fuck around and send Catelyn just another bottle for his birthday this year Any of my niggas got locked up I’m putting money on their books Harry Potter style big motherfucking money Hey she did a motherfucking rapper Yeah I’ma spit my shit, talk my shit, want my shit, sell my shit, never sell my soul A nigga wanna take a picture with the goat I’m looking dead at the motherfucking camera Ah! orders yeah