Uh, I was posted on the block with a big ass joint Police everywhere so we stay on point Money get in my hand, pockets stay on swollen If you ever ask a question nigga we don't know Don't be talkin' to me crazy if you ain't 'bout drama And don't even be hittin' my phone if it ain't about commas I'ma ride everyday for my gang with no problems And if a nigga want beef, we fillet 'em and chop 'em I get high everyday, you can say I'm a doctor Got my niggas out the streets, you can say I'm a prophet I got money in the bank, it can't fit in the wallet I got niggas in the pen, but that ain't on the topic Rollin' the weed in the paper you would think it was college Got my mind on my money, I'm just focused and honest If a nigga talk crazy then we leavin' 'em tarnished Yeah my crib in the Hills but I came from the bottom I ain't worried about the mils 'cause I already got'em Every time I'm in the bank tryna make a deposit If I'm hoppin' on a plane, know I'm gon' make a profit Got the keys to the game if I wanna unlock it I'll be smokin' KK 'til you think I am unconscious I'm a real ass nigga know my style ain't polished Yous a fake ass nigga know you can't come 'round us Was 'round good weed back when our parents could ground us Now I'm doin' real shit that they say that they proud of Fucked up situations trying get my guys out of If you see a nigga with me best believe that they 'bout it Taylor Gang or they die, best believe that they shout it I pour up a lot of drink, come to weed, need a mountain Keep the money comin' in run to me like a fountain Lot of fuck niggas hate, I can see 'em they doubt it Don't approach the situation they just reaching around it I ain't scared of confrontation, me I'm speaking about it I got so much fuckin' money that I need an accountant I'm so big you don't see me, you just reading about it If you coming at the Gang then you need to reroute it Wanna know how I maintain, well the secrets they solid Niggas wanna know the formula 'cause we done found it Make another hundred mill, it ain't gone be cool about it Made my way up out my city, it can be kinda violent 'Cause when you gettin' money niggas try to slide on you And when it's said and done them hoes switch sides on you But I got four dime pieces at the crib waiting for me Two cell phones 'cause the money keep comin' O's in my bank, ain't no one fucking with me Smokin' KK like every day 420