Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Wake up, nigga, wake up I've been outta my mind a long time Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us We bout to get this paper I'm a Chicago south sider Money

Now what y'all want me to do Keep your shit the hardest It's about to go down Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure They can come and get it We ride or die why 'Cause my niggas is wit it I want Monopoly money but I ain't even halfway there

We were living it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it up windows fogging up I pick her up about seven for the

There's a rumor going 'round about me and you Stirring up our little town the last week or two There's a rumor going 'round, and 'round, and 'round So tell me why we even trying to deny this feeling I feel it, don't you feel it too? What d'you say we

We bounce to this track And I don't care what anybody thinks about that Hands to the sky, and throw your head back I can't believe that every day and every night It’s getting better with you out of my life It’s like I flicked a switch and now I’m feeling

Standing on the edge of a revolution What do we want? We want the change And how're we gonna get there? Revolution No, we won't give up, we won't go away 'Cause we're not about to live in this mass delusion No, we don't wanna hear another word you say

The words you say with your last breath and the emptiness in space I can't tell you what to do This crossroad is your own But I know what we'll become We'll be outlaws on the run Do you think about the end? Do you think about the end? (That slow last

This is what, this what they want huh This is what it's all about Time to take Affirmative Action son They just don't understand, you kna'mean Niggas coming sideways thinking stuff is sweet man Niggas don't understand the four devils; lust, envy, hate,

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

Turn the key, turn the volume up to loud Roll right, roll every window down Let the whole block know what this is about That beat is hot This is how it goes Welcome one and all to the show