Dreaming of Money & Gunz In a pool of blood, calling up the one I love Like "Hey, how you doing?" I'm doing well, I'm doing well But I...I think I might be dying, or dead already I haven't yet decided But I...I guess I'm doing well, I guess I'm doing well My shoe box a doll house Pinkies on pinkies I broke your Barbies heart Thats insult to injury I'm self made and you know I'm well paid Well, she need that promotion I give girl that hell raise W/Word to the holy ghost, overload Under pressure they overdose Home alone we watch Ritchie rich And you expect them to grow up broke Huh! Living in a thriller where the killers in the mirror Like duuhhhh, I know the truth hurts these kids will only get worse Word I, work and grind, no early nights if its worth my time, I swerve and drive, I turned my life around and left the worse behind Aaa ye gimme what I came for Stress less and I make more A3 from an a4 500 grams on the main course I'm in Gauchos on a zebra couch with a girl that looks exotic I eat well cause I remember when we had crumbs inside of our cupboard I sleep well cause I remember sharing rooms with both of my brothers Money weed and females, aaa I f*ckin love it Dreaming of Money & Gunz In a pool of blood, calling up the one I love Like "Hey, how you doing?" I'm doing well, I'm doing well But I...I think I might be dying, or dead already I haven't yet decided But I...I guess I'm doing well, I guess I'm doing well Live fast and we die hard And we hit the roads and we grind hard Been hitting notes with dargs Since we would sing Cumbauya Im high off Delilah This chip wont help me My shit stink do u smell me Pounds on my waste but I'm healthy Lord knows I waste money I walk slow but I chase money My song come on when I call her her phone For head and a beat that’s Dre money Living in a rap where the words don’t rhyme and my slur off time but I cant get back, better make my mark on the map When I ran with ragged dolls, I fell down that rabbit hole, get up and stagger slow, find were you have to go, and I know i'll reach my desti- nation, unless get de-stracted, I hear them calling- shot gun, but theres no room for them N/N No pitstops f*ck a thrift shop if its in stock then I want it she look hot and she cook hot you know I love a scotch bonnet my foot rubbed and my spliff rolled and my drink filled when I touch it money weed and females argh I f*cking love it Dreaming of Money & Gunz In a pool of blood, calling up the one I love Like "Hey, how you doing?" I'm doing well, I'm doing well But I...I think I might be dying, or dead already I haven't yet decided But I...I guess I'm doing well, I guess I'm doing well I Guess I'm Doing Well! credits released 25 August 2013 Turkish (Dcypha) Tummy Wilson

My life style ridiculous, Misdemeanor, live with regrets 5 star is picturesque Diamond rings and crystal meth Mister toms and kinder eggs Signatures written on cheques I got the recipe She wan’ lick the spoon and kiss the chef, (urgh) Hotel room in the mess Call Consuela in a sec Paraphernalia in the bed Hide Australia in her chest Oz! Good day to be me Living in luxury, women and cutlery, feeling me comfortably Checking out my hotel from hard knock now we in here Ren said the worlds yours, his expression so sincere I ride out on my Ric flair (woo) celebrate this year Load up if you interfere, with my career, Study my curriculum, my Barbie willing to learn, Get it now or miss the turn, visionary get that first Spread it round like it’s a germ, sitting on plants like mister burns I let ‘em in if it can earn AMPM the firm WHAT DO YOU WANT (REPEAT) Chorus X2 YO! Ringing up the phone when im busy (WHAT DO YOU WANT) O Yeh I came up for my city (WHAT DO YOU WANT) Oh What the hell do you want with me (WHAT DO YOU WANT) (WHAT DO YOU WANT x2) My life style adventurous I’m on an endless campaign to get the things That I never had when I was dressed in black Living in a mad city good kid gone bad Graduated from a the school of lets get it Celebrate this one for the friend I miss Dedicate this one to the pessimists Shit burning the money is excellent I’m on Doctor martins and medicines I love sex and drugs cause we hedonists I got a Jewish girl and she’s generous I’m in the cooper S and we let it rip (Voom) (Yuh) Living in the middle of a city where the didn’t really see me But my Cartier blingin’ everybody talk to me but I’m busy with my people that were with me when I didn’t have shit. Doing everything I can F*cking with you hoes don’t fit my plan I been on the grind making my grands Don’t hate what you can’t understand Dam busy with the life I chose, You froze performing a part they wrote To those that wish for cars and clothes You gotta grind to gold Killing off my enemies Ren said revenge is sweet Now they all remember me They wanna make amends cause I made ends meet Kept my identity But changed up the bed I sleep On now I rest in peace Ampm the team Chorus X2 YO! Ringing up the phone when im busy (WHAT DO YOU WANT) O Yeh I came up for my city (WHAT DO YOU WANT) Oh What the hell do you want with me (WHAT DO YOU WANT) (WHAT DO YOU WANT x2) WHAT DO YOU WANT!

I FEEL LIKE IM BREAKING APART I NEED PERSPECTIVE SOME THINGS MAYBE I SHOULD COVER MY BODY WITH TATTOOS AND GOLD RINGS YOU KNOW WHAT, I NEED MOMENT TO ROLL A BIG ONE IN PEACE MY WEED MELON, PLEASE YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS IM ON SEX DRUGS, MONEY GOTTA GET IT NOW IN A HURRY LIVING LIKE IM OUT HERE ON MY LAST ADVENTURE EXPLORE THE EXCESSIVE PLEASURES NEVER REGRET DECISIONS I TEND TO OVER COMPLICATE ALL OF THE SIMPLE THINGS BLOOD IS THICKER THAN WATER, BUT BLUNTS ARE THICKER THAN SKINS TAKE THESE BROKEN HEARTS IF MY HEART AND TURN THEM INTO WINGS IM WANNA FLY LIKE THE FOURTH OF JULY IM ON THE CHROUS CALL ME MR MARCELLO IM IN THE OFFICE WITH AN OUNCE I GOT A GUN ON MY LAP AND POLICE STANDING OUT SIDE MY HOUSE DIRTY DIANA IN A TOWEL SHE GOT HER HAND DOWN MY TROUSERS WERE SMOKING ON THAT AMNESIA THEN BACK TO BRAIN THATS NOSTALGIA NEGOTIATIONS WITH LABELS I TOLD THEM THAT IM ON THE RUN THEY GOT THE LAWYER ON THE CASE I CANT STOP STARING AT HER BUM I HAVE AN ADDICTION TO WOMEN, AND A CRAVING FOR MISBEHAVING I MADE A LIVING OF LIVING TAILORED TO MY CREATION POLICE AND PAPARAZZI WANNA PUT ME IN THE FRAME PIN IT ON MY LIKE A DONKEY BUT I WONT TELL YOU A NAME MY MUGSHOT IS IN VOGUE IVE ONLY GOT MYSELF TO BLAME CRIMINAL TO ICON AND IM STILL DOING MY THING I DONT NEED A DIVA I NEED A MOTHER TERESA BUILT AN EMPIRE FEELING LIKE THE MODERN DAY CEASER CHANDELIERS HANGING UP ABOVE MY HEAD EUREKA I WANNA FLY LIKE THE FOURTH OF JULY IM ON THE