“Being dead broke is the Root of all Evil.”

If you’re a hater we make you scared to show your face. It’s called success.

Being fly is something that I consider myself. I would love to be at some point.

I’m building a dream with elevators in it.

I scoop Emmy winners like kitty litter.

Love is for free, just expensive to shop.

Am I really just a narcissist, Cause I wake up to a bowl of lobster bisque?

How many people you bless is how you measure success.

I usually have an idea that I want to build on and let the music take me where I wanna go.

Living fast where it’s all about the money bags? Never front.

Everywhere I go, I can’t wear everything a designer creates. I’m a little more gritty.

It’s a new year, new year, new money, money!

Every boss started as a worker.

I may not be a role model, but I most definitely could be motivation for a lot of people in the hoods.

I won’t sing to you like Chris and Ne-Yo, but I’m fresher than a stick of deo.

I like to write music for fun. That’s my hustle, my grind, my means of stayin’ alive, and it’s also my recreation, too.

I didn’t understand that you could go to jail for the rest of your life for selling cocaine. I thought life sentences were for murderers. I didn’t know that you could get it for supplying something to someone that they asked you for.