[Intro:]
Scribe Cash!
It’s gonna be your favorite song!

You ain’t ready for the kid who can write all these hits
Killing it and she looks like fire!
They are messing with the chick, probably adding up the chips 
Cause a banker can’t just spit fire
It wasn’t ready for the takeover seats, 
Spitting is easy, scrubbing is easy, please believe me!
I’m, I’m the beater, wanna beat up the block
Eat up the clock, and I keep the shots and diamonds and rocks
Cause... I’mma kill this, and resurrect the beat, make you feel this
From the time I spend in the building.
Didn’t know what hit you cause ...
Made a million dollars on a ... building
They say they’re ready for the platinum and gold
Cashing the flow, but they don’t really catching me, though
Don’t deny these suckers can’t ride my beat
Vibe with me, I’m the eponymy of a masterpiece!

Hook: 
I try to tell these people, “get on my level!”
Get, get, get on my level!
These haters wanna hate? Better get on my level
Get, get, get on my level!
When I’m making all the speaking, better get on my level
Get, get, get on my level!
Cause this level is ...  better get on my level
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get on my level!

Baby, please! 
You don't pull up to the club like that
You don't get paid for walking in and out like that
Baby, please! 
You don't go off on that new track
You ain't got no fans; shows don't get packed, no!
All you can do is blame yourself,
Album platinum sitting on the same old shelf
You can keep cutting racks, but that ain’t gonna sell
And your ain’t homies told it’s a shame,... 
Better get on my level!

Hook: 
I try to tell these people, “get on my level!”
Get, get, get on my level!
These haters wanna hate? Better get on my level
Get, get, get on my level!
When I’m making all the speaking, better get on my level
Get, get, get on my level!
Cause this level is ...  better get on my level
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get on my level!

And if my shoes is pastry, just know you can’t taste me,
Ain’t no other chick got the cookie like this
Ain’t no other kid, drop push you like this
Did it without a label, ain’t gotta sell a script
This is unwritten, unbitten, unstoppable
Messing with these rappers, think I’m preaching the Gospel
This is impossible, making the rockable,
Call me impossible, call me a .. cause I’m murdering obstacles. 
And they wanna show on top of the game
On top of the fame, but now they know a face on the name
Acting like you would see from the get go
No new friends, you know the...
Plus you run the West Coast and everything in between
The young rebel run, you are now you
You should know me, you should show me
You can’t even step to beat the old me!

Hook: 
I try to tell these people, “get on my level!”
Get, get, get on my level!
These haters wanna hate? Better get on my level
Get, get, get on my level!
When I’m making all the speaking, better get on my level
Get, get, get on my level!
Cause this level is ...  better get on my level
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get on my level!