[Hook]
You can't forget where you came from
I'm tryna' eat, I want more than a crumb
Can't trust these bitches, they ain't talking about nun'
Can't trust no n***a, no not even one

I just want the money, I don't want relations
Tryna' run it up without no hesitation
These n***as trippin, they talking vacation
These n***as salty, why these n***as hating

Is it 'cause your bitch is with me booty shaking
And my money stacking like a Sky Scraper
Jewelry shining brighter than a Light Saber
I don't cut trees, but I make paper

[Verse 1]
I fucked with my n***as ever since the beginning
We've been high class even though we was skipping
Balling like I'm Pippen, money got me limping
Gold got me shining, diamonds got me glistening
I might fuck your bitch and give her right back to ya'
I got that pussy dripping, got that pussy oozing
I been had Too Much Sauce before Future and Uzi
Swagger super stupid, got these groupies choosing
And they know I do it, I do it, I do it
And I'm gone' blow up like Bazooka Bazooka
They know I want that money, that Moola, that Moola
And I want a lot of ice on me just like a cooler
She gone' ride it, one leg like she's on a scooter
She's not in the band, but she blows like a tuba
I'm not Bob The Builder, but you know I screwed her
Now bitch, get out the way just like my name was Luda
These bitches got me bent just like an elbow
Your pockets full of lint talking 'bout cash flow
Don't try me, have my n***as on your ass bro
We've got the city on smash, we're the Smash Bros
Everyday I learn some new shit 'bout the game
Getting to the money, you just want the fame
You're chasing bitches, that's a damn shame
You ain't even got no weight under your name
Through the struggle, you just gotta' maintain
Keep it one hundred, n***a I will never change
No, not for the fame. No, not even for some change
I move against the grain, bitch I'm in my own lane
[Hook]
You can't forget where you came from
I'm tryna' eat, I want more than a crumb
Can't trust these bitches, they ain't talking about nun'
Can't trust no n***a, no not even one

I just want the money, I don't want relations
Tryna' run it up without no hesitation
These n***as trippin, they talking vacation
These n***as salty, why these n***as hating

Is it 'cause your bitch is with me booty shaking
And my money stacking like a Sky Scraper
Jewelry shining brighter than a Light Saber
I don't cut trees, but I make paper