[Chorus]
Everybody hates when you’re not paid
But everybody loves when you got bank
They knockin’ on the door like the block jays
Everybody yo cousin when you hot, ay

You can’t remember who they are when they stop saying
“remember me from whomp whomp whomp”
Cause you got change
And if you don’t ever respond, whoopty wop change
And everybody love to plot when they spot change

[Verse 1]
Pull up, Aston Martin, in the valley of gardens
Its the gatsby havin’ one of his wonderful parties
Before it all started, I was a noone, hardly got calls
But now I block calls too often, how odd
Always patrolling my yard, I got guards
Who loaded with A-Rs cause people are too bizarre
Hardly called shots, they usually got blocked
To block calls, from those who hardly call shots
I’m Harvey Birdman, meets Birdman
Thinkin of plans, rubbin my hands like Birdman
I’m straight as a perm, and he who fear from no man
I’m straight out of no-man’s land where they goin’ ham
When I needed rides they overcharged me gas
Now i’m floatin’ first class and I ain’t bringin’ a bag
When my label threw the pressure and my old shit crashed
N***as was absent, now they want to stay at the pad
I laughed

[Chorus]
Everybody hates when you’re not paid
But everybody loves when you got bank
They knockin’ on the door like the block jays
Everybody yo cousin when you hot, ay

You can’t remember who they are when they stop saying
“remember me from whomp whomp whomp”
Cause you got change
And if you don’t ever respond, whoopty wop change
And everybody love to plot when they spot change

[Verse 2]
Like we was close, and I fucked up and got lame
Now i’m finna aim for his demise, is the thought process
I can’t call it but I get it honest
N***as be backstage tellin’ false versions of the whole novel
I never tried to be no role model, you ain’t never see me
Poppin gold bottles, thats cause my soul honest
I keep it realer than the sample of a floor model
I am always the real thing by the code of honor
I’ll stand in front of “His Honor” with my hand on a Bible
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I have to be the realest n***a ever
My title would be realest n***a did it since the black jack, michael
Still I can’t call it, I get it honest
N***as be backstage tellin’ false versions of the whole novel
I never tried to be no role model, you ain’t never see me
Poppin gold bottles, thats cause my soul honest

[Chorus]
Everybody hates when you’re not paid
But everybody loves when you got bank
They knockin’ on the door like the block jays
Everybody yo cousin when you hot, ay

You can’t remember who they are when they stop saying
“remember me from whomp whomp whomp”
Cause you got change
And if you don’t ever respond, whoopty wop change
And everybody love to plot when they spot change