[Verse:] Mo' fuckers never loved us, they hated us Same niggas turned to dickriders once your paper up Don't ask me bout these rap beef, swear this shit fake as fuck Run into these Cover girls, they just start making up Don't apologize nigga, now I'm a fuck you up Make you swallow your pride with a bullet, give you bubble guts Double up, wonder why these rappers never fuck with us A couple of 'em thought about it but they never touching us You don't know what to do with money I'm still spending "O Let's Do It" money Imagine "No Hands" money, that's that I don't give a fuck shit God damn money Really need to recognize who you talking to I get paid your yearly salary just to walk it through Wonder why I stay grinning? Cause a nigga stay winning All them cars and the cribs, a home and they ain't rented I should feel bad for 'em truthfully, this the motherfuckin rap game, who do you believe? I told 'em when I started only option is shootin me, or salutin me, I'm still here and the crew with me Called in help before someone get the best of me I be at the lake house, wildin' on some jet skis Daddy back run along do your chores mane Bricksquad Monopoly is not a fuckin' board game
[Hook x2:] I'm the only one that get the job done I'm payin nobody, shoot my own gunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
