12am on Wall Street

In the back of the Maybach with toy story 2 on blue ray, speaking in 2 tones over the phone, watch what you say, fed up with the distance always felt a long way, its hardly working but doing overtime just to keep it feng shui,

Spent a lot of my time just to save myself from all the commotion, partying with models more difficult than working with models, at least I know me, MD on call it's always urgent, the care intensive, but I don't let it test my patience, 

Friends & family cash flows personally funded, said the money would change you but I made it to change the way we discuss it, traded all of my time out of pocket never looked for a 'thanks,' and if I did hear it I'd trade it right back for the way I was raised,

A thanks to the chances that I never got, a thanks to having to learn to live with myself not get caught up, those with bad habits all around me, I still pray for their good fortune knowing very well they're still sleeping more soundly, 

Still always a voice or two that wanna bring down your name, always have something to say, even my people here I know a lot of you cold, I know what a lot of you worth, worth a whole family tree more than a lot of these folks,

Yet still with all that money can't buy a sense of gratitude, that one comes from within you, never settle for less but settle with being content.