Big Money Bag Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

I never been a fan of politics
But having a quick fix
Make me turn full on addict
Scrooge Mcduck, no Gordon Gekko
Living so good up in the chateau
I got demands in place, ever heard of taste?
It's suited for them G's, partner,
who got big money bags
Stash full of cash to flash
No matter how many times i hit big
I come harder than your lover
like the energizer bunny
Keep going and going
and going and going ain't stopped yet.
I don't make time for basics
Who ain't about mastering the
Craft
If you ain't all about Benjamin
Green
You ain't playing on my team
And we got nothing to talk about
I'm speaking the language
you can't figure out
It's going to draw a blank
When you ain't making big bank
The game was introduced to me
quite early just wasn't ready
But then I made the transition
Finding myself in a better position
Higher opps much greater than
two weeks or what you make in a month
Reached a calibre not set on your calendar
Your whole life I've massacred
In so little time not moving a finger
Got a stomach to feed this hunger
Keeping the clock moving so it
can stop when I want it to
Skillful, implementing new strategies
Coached myself for better plays
Where I'll see much better days
When I'm looking at greater pay
pushing the limits of
what's been accomplished
this be the life I was promised
So it was always destined
The mold was broken
when I been created
And all the others
will often hate it
But stop being lazy
focus on the goal to be made
That's how you'll make it
Instead you stuck on the bull****
It's how you've chosen to live