[Chorus] Toast to 'em all She said she love me but I know the truth, she been fuckin' my dawg (my dawg and all) Lately I been feelin' crazy so I ain't been answerin' calls I just been gettin' the money and savin' it Keepin' my back on the wall I'm never gon' fall Straight to the money no stop I'ma go straight to the stars Free all of my niggas sittin' in the cell blocks I'ma give it all I got I'ma go straight to the stars Condo at the top floor We was so high, you can ask God You can ask God
[Verse 1] I know they hate it, I see they faces, they mad I made it I'm on they ass, I'm gettin' this bag, I ran it up fast Stand up in they chest no apology Mama sent a text that she proud of me Youngins in the hood watchin' out for me Money all colors like Monopoly Park the Jeep, hop in the Vet Stay on they ass, stay on they neck Keep me a check Viper came yellow, I painted it red And I paid cash, you heard what I said Goin' crazy, I been feelin' the rage Last year I was sittin' in the cage This year I'm goin' all the way Taking drugs, tryna ease the pain I see 'em watchin' They on my drip, they tryna follow the wave They on my page They know that I'm paid, ain't been in town in days Most of these niggas they old news All these bitches been ran through I'ma save all the fifties and keep the hundreds Then spend all the dubs on getting money Straight from the 'jects to a jet We been gettin' real fly Free G-Five, on a G5 Balmain denim, no Levis Strapped to a T, who want war with us Dually sit up like an armored truck I brought it out, it's a one of one Nigga screaming gang, they ain't one of us
[Chorus] Toast to 'em all She said she love me but I know the truth, she been fuckin' my dawg (my dawg and all) Lately I been feelin' crazy so I ain't been answerin' calls I just been gettin' the money and savin' it Keepin' my back on the wall I'm never gon' fall Straight to the money no stop I'ma go straight to the top Free all of my niggas sittin' in the cell blocks I'ma give it all I got I'ma go straight to the stars Condo at the top floor We was so high, you can ask God You can ask God
[Verse 2] Draped down in Gucci, she rock Givenchy, she matchin' my fly I know it's wrong, but fuck if it's wrong, I don't wanna be right Let's take a trip, if we leave now, we can land tonight We gon' take a trip to Dubai, guarantee you won't see nobody Nobody safe where I come from Young niggas goin' straight dumb Fifty hollow tips in each drum Throwing fours up with lil one Hoppin' out trucks, we suited up, we ready for war, yeah Yeah that's my boy, that's really my dawg We went from boys to men
[Outro] Straight to the money no stop I'ma give it all I got I'ma give it all I got I'ma give it all I got Straight to the money no stop I'ma go straight to the top I'ma go straight to the top I'ma go straight to the topTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
