I know my wrist be dancing crazy Been on some fly shit lately Used to be so damn patient But now it's fuck you, pay me Can't let these motherfuckers phase me Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me Don't mean to brag but can you

1985, I arrived 33 years, damn, I'm grateful I survived We wasn't s'posed to get past 25 Jokes on you motherfucker, we alive All these niggas popping now is young Everybody say the music that they make is dumb I remember I was 18 Money, pussy, parties, I

House with a lake, no neighbors and links on my wrist, no bailiff (Ayy) I see you fuckin' with me, I'm catchin' on Ain't tryna see the police 'cause I be runnin' I'm from Golden Acres, but now I'm sittin' on acres, ayy I don't want no relations, you know

I can't even sleep I got so much to say Fuck the feds, fuck the police, fuck the DEA Ex-drug dealer, used to sell a brick a day Recovering drug addict, I used to drink a pint a day Recovering drug addict, I used to smoke a pound a day Mike WiLL Made It

What the fuck I'm 'posed to say? Police pull me over, they ain't got nothing to say I told 'em, "I got tints because I'm rich", they said, "Okay", ayy Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy If I play the block today, I'll make 100k, ayy Heard

Da Vinci, Da Vinci, Da Vinci Shot a horrible scene, man, you know what I'm saying, who the fuck be out? You know what I'm saying, I put in some Shoutout my label that's me I'm in this bitch with TP I'm in this bitch with 4trey I just poured up me a 8

Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46 In the morning, crack of dawn and Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye See who's this paging me and why? It's my nigga, Pop, from the barbershop Told me he was in the

Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your

I bet she love, love I bet she love All this fake love got me damaged I can't take it, I just popped another xanny I'm fuckin' on your bitch when I land in the states from another planet Fly as a bitch when I make mistakes and I don't plan it, yeah It's

Wraaa Everybody get the fuck up Though many have come There will never be another one Wraaa Daddy gonna pop that trunk Yeah, battle ship sunk, throwing dirt rock chunks Sling shot rocks broke no money lumps Looking up too D boys with the pretty dunks