Four Pockets Full yeah Faded, I'm on that sizzurp Then I'ma light my spliff up I'm a big dog, y'all niggas teacups On the jet gettin' brain with my feet up I don't bite my tongue, I'ma speak up Send a hit, watch them young niggas eat up No deer but a

We the young niggas gettin' money, yeah Everybody 'round us gettin' money, yeah Niggas in the back, they gunnin', yeah VVS diamonds so stunning, yeah We the fuckin' Get Money Bros 30, you a fool for this one Ear Drummers

Young niggas on for real Tokyo drift through the hills Used to have to walk, no wheels Hunnid dollar bills Used to have to eat cold meals Now a nigga offin' gold seals Countin' up money getting chills We some young niggas on for real Now I'm buyin' whips

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like Tryna make a living Come to my hood Everybody get it And for that paper all the wrong things sound right Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony I'm from