[Hook]
I know you ain't never met a n***a like me
And you prolly never will I put that on my OG
And I know none these other n***as seen the sh** I seen
They don't hustle like I hustle get this sh** by any means
And I know all them b**hes with me do be hella bad
Hit the mall and blow a stash call it blowin money fast
I know they hate it,(i know) and they waiting for me to fall off that'll be never though
[Verse 1]
From the bottom to the top I came a long way
Used to sip on quarter juices now it's Rose
Now that marrow sittin whiter than some colgate
Baby momma trippin' she do sh** the wrong way
f** it gave my lawyer 50 for the court case
What you know about making money at a fast pace
Yea I know them feds steady watching n***as
My youngns play with guns like some action figures
Bet I know how to make these money a triple flipper
Only breaking bread with the realest n***as
Wake up in the morning greet a bad b**h
f** her once and then im focused where the cash is
Lacing up my Guccis had to grab 10
I gotta stay safe bring the Mac 10
And I know they want me dead and gone
Paranoid I keep that pistol in my carry-on
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[Verse 2]
They told me when you getting money boy them n***as hate
Stacking paper 23 I'm thinking real estate
Ownership of what I'm driving we don't renovate
Get money my n***a stuck in real state
Call me by my government when I be at the bank
Talking figures n***a half a million Ben Franks
Heard them n***as kinda mad that's a b**h place
As long as my pistol on me I go to your b**h place
Think I really give a f** about all you p**y n***as?
Counting paper screaming f** all of you p**y n***as
I swear I'm balling to my last breath brand new prezie on me
Call that f**er sudden d**h
I tell my b**h to keep on s**ing til there's nothing left
That's your girl? I just may commit a grand theft
And I know they want me dead and gone
Paranoid I keep that chopper in my carry-on
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