Real talk, so when my nigga Meek caught his case I went to visit him I'm walking up to the jail, all the niggas start repping Beating on glass, kicking the doors, and shit So when I walk through the door, the captain tell me you can't come in here Ok, cool Came back two weeks later, I got access Soon as I got on the cell block I heard it all the way from down the hallway My nigga had on yellow Balenciagas, ha ha ha Dreaming of things we can't afford But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh They gon' love me, they gon' love me now I bet they tell they friends they wanna fuck me now I bet they say, "He put his niggas on" Now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh Corners wanna check him like Odell Beckham I could play a record or just draw the weapon She know I'm living reckless looking at my necklace I'mma blow this forty on me, you can save the lectures Homicides rise as the sun falls Watch your dog die as my gun bark These helicopters rise for the one in charge If I sentence you to die well that's a hundred shots Judge banging like a blood, show a nigga love Caught him with a kilo so he hit him with a dub We bulletproof the trucks like the ones in Iraq Where I'm at you lock your door and you using a latch Now it's stones on my hands, Roberto Durans Stood tall in the feds, don't fold on the fam Tryna point me to the money, no holding my hand Somebody take me to the bank 'cause it open at ten Poverty stricken, boy you gotta be kidding Living like we hit the lottery nigga I been tippin' since Scottie was Pippen, Chad was sippin' And before I had that bag I used to bag them bitches I'm so cocky and I'm confident All these killers in my ambiance Say what I want, nobody's stoping it Get off my dick nigga Where you was at when I could've died for this? Or die for that, real nigga roger that Said I took a loss but I got it back, woo Me and all my dogs sell a lot of that food Talking to the law, knowing that it's not cool Make me shoot a rapper like my name was Bennie Boom Started out with nothing, now a nigga in a room Sweeping rich bitches off they feet like a broom Double-M G bitch, you know how we move Whole lot of choppers nigga, I could never lose I was amazed Oh how it turned their heads I mastered the game Oh how they raised their hands Like Lamborghini doors We, we're going up We, we're going up We, we're going up Oh so high Like Lamborghini doors I seen this years ago Picasso on the wall Like Lamborghini doors Paintings on the wall, you never know the cost You banging on the boss, the boy'll be a corpse I'm stepping through the door, my back against the wall My pockets fat enough to catch a nigga if I fall Love to see a pretty bitch rolling a wood leaf Phone ringing, smiling like I got some gold teeth I caught a bird, jet smarter on the Maltese I left a chick in NBC out on the NorthEast Such a feeling, niggas killing for my poetry Tryna go back underground, that's once they notice me I'm really not the one you wanna handle funny At the Grammys, my lil' homie had the hammer on him You niggas out of style with your wedding vows I still be making rounds like I'm Kevin Liles Time to set a date for trial, we never settle out Them Lamborghini doors, you see me stepping out Started off poor with plans to own more To riding under stars, the life we lived for Dreaming of things we can't afford But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh They gon' love me, they gon' love me now I bet they tell they friends they wanna fuck me now I bet they say, "He put his niggas on" Now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh