I don't wanna take my time going to work, I got a motorcycle and a sleeping bag and ten or fifteen girls, what the hell I wanna go off and go to work for? Work for what? Money? I got all the money in the world. I'm the king, man. I run the underworld, guy. I decide who does what and where they do it at. What am I gonna run around, act like I'm some teeny bopper somewhere for somebody else's money? I make the money man, I roll in nickels. The game is mine.