Chorus x2:

Real n***a gettin' money we vibin' out
N***a disrespect we ridin' out
Bad bitch tryna soak up the ambience
Rich n***a shit that's what I be on, uh

Verse:

I was dead broke and livin' in hell
Standin' on the corner with nothin' to sell
Nothin' wasn't funny, no Dave Chappelle
He told on everybody so they gave him bail
He said "you gotta watch your back when you play in the streets"
"You gotta watch your back when you're playin' with me"
"You better watch yo' mouth, what you sayin' to me"
"Just keep talkin' 'cause your bitch gon' be layin' with me"
Shoutout to my youngin, man, he put me on the lick
Hе said they was pussy so we pulled up with thе sticks
Knew it would be easy 'cause we really with the shits
All this fuckin' money, give a fuck about a bitch
I got it out the mud, shit and now I'm really rich
And I'm lookin' good, I put them diamonds on my wrist
Auntie lookin' good, I put them diamonds on my bitch
20 bands a day, how could the fuck I not be rich
That n***a had respect down in the streets and then he told
All I could remember is real n***as never fall
Just because they glistenin' and glitterin' ain't gold, uh
Just 'cause they glistenin' and glitterin' ain't gold, uh
Heavy in the kitchen see we got it off the stove
We still keep the pistols even though we on parole
There's money on this books so my n***as off the road
That's just how you livin' when you stickin' to the code
Chorus x2:

Real n***a gettin' money we vibin' out
N***a disrespect we ridin' out
Bad bitch tryna soak up the ambience
Rich n***a shit that's what I be on, uh