作词 : Dominique Jones/Wesley Glass/Jeffery Williams
作曲 : Dominique Jones/Wesley Glass/Jeffery Williams
****, ***** just goddamn snatched one of his daughters, now she trippin'
You tellin' me, *****, that ain't burn out now? What's up? (Wheezy outta here)
Started with a penny, now it's racked up to a million (Woo)
Rappin' rappin' *****s can't compare, they like my children (Yeah)
I know ******* tryna get to know a ***** 'cause his digit
You a Honda Civic whipper, in my (In what?) chameleon (Yeah)
We should start a group and we can call it New Edition
Maybe we can do it different, prolly make a hundred million (Yeah)
I come from a place between the bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
Whenever I ain't around they talkin' 'flauge, I had to fall back
Wrist a Honda Civic, Lamborghini arms (Lamborghini)
We get plenty ***** (What?), nah-nah-nah-nah (Nah-nah-nah-nah)
Don't you call me with it (Don't you call me with it)
Boss *****, we don't talk 'bout chickens (Brr, brr), nah-nah-nah-nah
My Rolls Royce in the projects, they look at me like I'm God
Don't ask me 'bout no such-and-such, don't speak about no charge
I just stack my money different, every ten go in a rubber band
Too much attention on these rappers, **** it, we gon' whack their man
Some **** I don't understand, I go get it, I never ask
I don't condone that robbin', but if you slime, suggest you wear a mask
Treat my *****s and my ******* all like players, buy 'em all bags
Wish I would've answered for the homies that I can't call back
Started with a penny, now it's racked up to a million (Woo)
Rappin' rappin' *****s can't compare, they like my children (Yeah)
I know ******* tryna get to know a ***** 'cause his digit
You a Honda Civic whipper, in my (In what?) chameleon (Yeah)
We should start a group and we can call it New Edition
Maybe we can do it different, prolly make a hundred million (Yeah)
I come from a place between the bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
Whenever I ain't around they talkin' 'flauge, I had to fall back
My dawg just lost his dawg into the system, it got me ****ed up
I can't tell him nothin' negative, so I told him he gon' luck up
Had a bittersweet birthday, got a bad call in a Rolls truck (What?)
Red guts look watermelon and spaghetti and some ketchup (Hey)
All my *****s leavin' me, this **** got me depressed (Woah)
Thought he was gon' wreck the Maserati or the 'Vette
But he on the yard with the old dawgs, they a wreck (Huh)
I missed a court call, what they said?
No more fake text messages, leave 'em all on read (Yeah)
And this game some bull****, but they payin' so I play it (I play it)
Cartier earrings, act like I don't hear what they be sayin' (Yeah)
Keep that **** too solid, I spent millions on my family (Woo)
None of that **** promised, I pay cash, I take chances (Woo)
I don't understand nothin', I don't want no advance
Blood on these diamonds, they look good, they dance
Big truck pull up like a blue ambulance
Started with a penny, now it's racked up to a million (Woo)
Rappin' rappin' *****s can't compare, they like my children (Yeah)
I know ******* tryna get to know a ***** 'cause his digit
You a Honda Civic whipper, in my (In what?) chameleon (Yeah)
We should start a group and we can call it New Edition
Maybe we can do it different, prolly make a hundred million (Yeah)
I come from a place between the bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
Whenever I ain't around they talkin' 'flauge, I had to fall back