Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah Somethin like, somethin' like (Rich Gang) Feel like, feel like we made it Supa Iz, DRoc-DRoc-DRoc You can get it, I feel it (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Stack that money up to the ceiling, yeah (Ceiling, ceiling) You got niggas all in your business, yeah, yeah (Your business) Why they worried 'bout what you gettin'? Yeah (Gettin', yeah yeah) Summer's mine, winter time (Winter time) I done put in overtime (Overtime) I been hustlin' like this since back in the day And it all paid off, what can I say? (Can I say?) You heard the hype, you caught a one way to Miami (Miami) Ayy, that's a bet, I'm on a round trip through your panties We at the BET Awards, dressed like the Grammys Pray to the Lord even though we sinnin' daily (Yeah) Ayy, I've been tryna strap 'em down, don't want no baby (Don't want no baby) Ayy, I've been tryna keep her 'round, lil' shawty dangerous (Lil' shawty dangerous) And we've been runnin' through the town feelin' major, ayy (Feelin' major) We take they cell phones now, bitch we ain't basic (We ain't basic) I got a big house now with no neighbors (With no neighbors) I make her jump up and down when she naked Success feel better when you came from the basement And I held everyone when they said I wouldn't make it (Yeah) You can get it, I feel it (Oh yeah, oh yeah) Stack that money up to the ceiling, yeah (Ceiling, ceiling) You got niggas all in your business, yeah, yeah (Your business) Why they worried 'bout what you gettin'? Yeah (Gettin', yeah yeah) Summer's mine, winter time (Winter time) I done put in overtime (Overtime) I been hustlin' like this since back in the day And it all paid off, what can I say? (Can I say?) Yeah, millions stashed in my house Got a brick stashed in my safe Got a million stashed in that ceiling Keep the paper, them plates Suicide with that chopper Did this shit my way Jumped off in that lane Put a hundred mil' on my plate (Stunna, music) Above the ceiling And we illin' 'bout this money, 'bout this billin' And we did it 'til we killed it so they know just how we livin' Big paper don't come Love a nigga with the money Got the whip game and gon' stunt (High life, mmh) I showed her love, she rose me I showed her baby, can't fold me (Money, money) High rollers so you know the fee Get the money, control the beast Live the life, get the big feast You can get it, I feel it (Oh yeah, yeah) Stack that money up to the ceiling, yeah (Ceiling, yeah) You got niggas all in your business, yeah, yeah (Your business) Why they worried 'bout what you gettin'? Yeah (Gettin', yeah yeah) Summer's mine, winter time (Winter time) I done put in overtime (Overtime) I been hustlin' like this since back in the day And it all paid off, what can I say? (Can I say?) Rich Gang Winter time Overtime, yeah Rich Gang