Daddy’s a litigator. Those are the scariest kinds of lawyers. Even Lucy, our maid is terrified of him. And daddy’s so good he gets $500 an hour to fight with people but he fights with me for free ’cause I’m his daughter.
The whole idea of ‘sailing’ is like a play on words, ‘selling’ and ‘sailing.’ It’s like the complete opposite of ‘selling’ yourself for money and fame. To me, ‘sailing’ is going with the wind and being free and not really having a price, sticking to who you are and going with your own flow, which I’d like to think that I do.
I don’t like to gamble. I work too hard for my money. But if it’s one thing I’ll bet on, it’s myself.
They’re called ‘The Clackers’! The sound that their stilettos make on the marble lobby it’s like CLACKCLACKCLACKCLACKCLACKCLACKCLACKCLACK! Ugh! And they all act like they’re curing cancer or something. The amount of time and energy that these people spend on these insignificant minute details and for what? So that tomorrow they can spend another 300 thousand dollars reshooting something that was probably fine to begin with to sell people things they don’t need.
Oh. Ok, I see you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select, I don’t know, that lumpy blue sweater for instance because you’re trying to tell the world that you take yourself to seriously to care about what you put on your back but what you don’t know is that sweater is not just blue, it’s not turquoise, it’s not lapis, it’s actually cerulean. You’re also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent, wasn’t it, who showed cerulean military jackets?.. I think we need a jacket here… And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it’s sort of comical how you think that you’ve made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you’re wearing a sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room… from a pile of stuff.
That’s really what this multi-billion dollar industry is all about anyway isn’t it? INNER beauty.
My life is all math. I am trying to add to my income, subtract from my weight, divide my time, and avoid multiplying.
I just hope that I’m forgiven for carin’ bout how they livin’ and loanin’ a little money and keepin’ em outta prison, I aint lyin’ in my verses, I’m just tellin’ you the basics of growin’ up wit ya friends and becomin’ the one that made it.
I just do it for the niggas that’s tryna see a million fo’ they die.
Worried bout ya followers? You need to get ya dollars up.
You know you’re broke when:
1. Even the Dollar Store is too expensive.
2. You literally don’t have two-cents to rub together.
3. Your idea of a vacation is playing Farmville on Facebook.
I got money and the power, a woman in the shower. And she don’t want nothin’ but my Johnson, Howard.
Here’s my most funniest joke: I’M BROKE!
I got ice, ridiculous price. Your camera has never seen a picture this nice.
I make paper like trees.
I never give a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar.
Money talks and have a convo in this bitch wit me.
That’s like me being mad at my little brother cause he get cash now. No I’m not mad at that, I’m just mad at my little brother when he don’t respect me. Now when you don’t respect me Imma spank ya ass I don’t give a fuck how rich you got on the block I’m your BIG brother. I will break your big ass down!! [on beef with Biggie]
Money is evil if it’s not handled right. If you lose your composure you could do anything.
They know in they heart. That’s why they in hell now. They can’t sleep. That’s why they tellin all the reporters and all the people “why they doin this they fuckin up hip hop dududu” cause they in hell. They can’t make money, they can’t go anywhere, they can’t look at they selves cause they know the Prodigal’s Son has returned. I’m alive! The ghost is walking around. And I’m alive TALKING. In jail I didn’t talk. I made peace.