Pardon My Ego letra

Five hundred thousand for a one-off
Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh)
It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh)
Bumping N.W.A. on the 101-uh (Uh, ah, uh, uh)

Five hundred thousand for a one-off
Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (uh)
It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (uh)
Bumping N.W.A. on the 101-uh (Uh)

Skinny Nikki geeky, gettin' brain dead, uh
I don't give a f*ck what the lames say, uh
Old girl wanna give the boy head
How 'bout a little bitty self-love instead?

I can't f*ck a ho, I'd rather self-love instead
Can't save a hoe, no S on my chest, or gun to my head (Ah)
Get the bread (Ah)
Get the bread (Ah)

Count this f*cking money, boy now get the bread (uh)
I ain't just tryin' to get the nut off
Bobby Boy be cool to leave a bad bitch cut off
Like when you in the studio and the vocal get cut off-

Four hundred thousand for a one-off
Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (uh)
It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (uh)
Bumping N.W.A. on the 101, (uh, ah, uh, uh)

Four hundred thousand for a one-off
Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (uh)
It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (uh)
Bumping N.W.A. on the 101 (uh)

Like (Ah)
Get the bread (Ah)
Get the bread (Ah)
Count this f*cking money, boy now get the bread (uh)

I'm feelin' like Kid Cudi
A little crazy but tell me, what genius ain't a little nutty?
Everybody be like that sometimes
You could hit wit' me in some rhymes

I ain't bipolar, Kanye made me wish I was
'Cause that level of genius, the meanest
Nobody f*ckin' around with that flow while I spit it
You know it's the cleanest, uh

All my haters can suck my penis
Went from 500 a show to sellin' out arenas
From air stories and NYC
To smokin' trees at the motherf*ckin' Garden

Pardon my ego, uh
Maybe it's the weed smoke
Maybe it's the beat though
If I draw it in the sand, then I crossed the line like a free-throw

Four hundred thousand for a one-off
Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (uh)
It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (uh)
Bumping N.W.A. on the 101, (uh, ah, uh, uh)

Four hundred thousand for a one-off
Hit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (uh)
It don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (uh)
Bumping N.W.A. on the 101 (uh)

Like (Ah)
Get the bread (Ah)
Get the bread (Ah)
Count this f*cking money, boy now get the bread