Lyric Ear to Ear

I wake my greedy eyes from a night spent dreaming ambitiously.
Cost-effectively.
Fingers stained with yesterday s highs and lows.
It s got to go.
It s all got to go.
It s a rob.
It s a steal.
You better land that deal.
Buy low.
Sell high.
Get a peice of the pie.
But leave the rest for me.
My destiny ain t written in the stars.
It s been meticulously planned and presented in a chart.
A flawless design to truly satisfy.
You want results?
Look at the fucking smile on my face.
I stick to the stats.
Go by the numbers.
I m measured by threads and horse power.
Square feet and tender.
But now I m old like an aging oak.
There s more gold secured to my jaw than there ever was to my name.
It s bark gets rougher by the day.
Limbs reach for its roots.
It s insides rot away until it s just a hollow trunk.
It s only full of emptiness.
But save the biggest slice for me.
My destiny ain t written in the stars.
It s been meticulously planned and presented in a chart.
A flawless design to truly satisfy.
You want results?
Look at the fucking smile on my face.
The buck stops here.
Are we clear?
Crystal.