They tell me keep it simple, I tell them take it slow I feed and water an idea so I let it grow I tell them take it easy, they laugh and tell me "no" It's cool but I don't see them laughin' at my money though They spittin' facts at me, I'm spittin' tracks, catch me? I'm spinning gold out my records know you can't combat me They tell me Jesus walks, I tell them money talks Bling got me chill, cause I'm living in an ice box They tell me I've been sleepin', I say I'm wide awake Tracks hot and ready so they call me mister e-z bake They say the grass is greener, I think my grass is dank Drivin' with a drank on an empty tank to the bank Do you feel me? Take a look inside my brain The people always different but it always feel the same That's the real me, pop…