[Verse 1]
My n***a I just got off the porch
Dreams of riding in a Porsche
Writing these raps like putting together reports
My homie got outta jail
Last year caught a case homie extorts
Pakistani’s and they stores
I left the city for mad days no remorse
I was hustling of course
Ran me a couple of money plays got a course
Could’ve died to a corpse
My n***a
My pockets really got bigger
Came back to the city straight to Pheli see me
Tryna be like Jigga of course
Give a fuck about applause
Those daps from my OG’s my awards
Press forward nеver pause
My place is
Gеt the bag need my payslips
Bail the homies with the cases
Homie stab my back
Called me saying that
SOS need your faces
Needed me to be his get away driver
Could’ve did it but he’ll be a survivor
Money got us in beefing
My way to be even
I left him hanging dryer
Money turned him to a liar
Before the bread n***a think prior
We bought a pistol from a police officer in the hood I’m thinking why I’m
Ready to go to prison with this n***a we had the car full of Monopi
But the same n***a just turned around doing me foul and that be a true story
[Chorus]
No complication
Take no vacation
My n***a Gimme the loot
I pay some attention
Eish, Gimme the loot
We no relation
I’m never patient
My n***a Gimme the loot
I pay some attention
Eish, Gimme the loot
No complication
Take no vacation
My n***a Gimme the loot
I pay some attention
Eish, Gimme the loot
We no relation
I’m never patient
My n***a Gimme the loot
I pay some attention
Eish, Gimme the loot

[Verse 2]
My n***a I need to figure my ways
All the crime complicates
I was pushing my CV pushing my CD
Everyday contemplates
For that lil Polo hatch
I show no match
I was never ducking fades
Track record afraids
Carol Boyes with the weapon so I draw it I’m not talking plates
First 20k had me thinking about flipping to 30k and keep it legal
I was mapping a plan a year ago how to flip a k illegal
These are my places
N***as who raised us got the bag and got the cages
Who could just change us
It be the hood so it ain't just Pheli politics that chained us
My n***a let me down
I’m talking he let me frown
If you need paper dont stab my back go and get a pile
I should’ve let him drown
N***a was stabbed over dices down the street
This shit ain't outta town
Solid gangstas turning into sheep
This money really foul
Oh wow
And I know this girl who was hustling right next to me really putting in work
Moneys the perk
But bro had me beserk
When she broke trust know she lurks
Cause she saw them people patroling and she planted the money by me
Acted like she didn't set me up I could’ve went to jail over that dirty money
True story
[Chorus]
No complication
Take no vacation
My n***a Gimme the loot
I pay some attention
Eish, Gimme the loot
We no relation
I’m never patient
My n***a Gimme the loot
I pay some attention
Eish, Gimme the loot
No complication
Take no vacation
My n***a Gimme the loot
I pay some attention
Eish, Gimme the loot
We no relation
I’m never patient
My n***a Gimme the loot
I pay some attention
Eish, Gimme the loot