“You mean to tell me from runnin’ my big mouth/
That I could chill here in this big penthouse/
All elevator’d up/ Black hardwood floors
Just to sit around and feel like it ain’t yours/
Your conscience gotcha feelin’ like you done somethin’ wrong/
But the flatscreen say motherfucker, we on/
Pardon me, nigga/ Do you see this view?
See Ruth’s Chris from here/ What the fuck’s wrong wit’ you”