[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)

[Verse: YSR Gramz]
Same n***as got they hands out ain't never gave me shit
This opp n***a only run his mouth 'cause he ain't on shit
Bro beat his case last week 'cause he ain't tell 'em shit
30K check off of rap, they think I'm sellin' bricks
Stay down, stack all your money, it's gon' make you rich
I don't drink green lean no more 'cause it make me sick
I'll send thirty shots at you out this Draco clip
Her head good, but her pussy weak, it don't got no grip
N***a try to reach for these jewels, I'ma break his wrist
Fake-ass watch you showin' off, it's gon' break your wrist
Dog had God on his side, 'cause bro 'nem missеd
Like a blind n***a tryna walk, I always keep my stick
You broke as hell livin' with your mama, you need to pray about it
I feel likе 2Pac in the '90s, fuck everybody
Oldhead stopped snortin' dope and started takin' molly
[?][0:45] poppin' out, I'm finna call shawty
My lil' n***a seventeen years old, but got four bodies
Can't feel all this money in my pants, I got four pockets
You know that n***a died, they hopped out with like four choppers
Growin' up in Flint, ain't trust shit, n***as so grimy
My son gon' be a rich lil' n***a like lil' Bronny
Bro'll catch a free body if I call Johnny
Two K's in this car with me, but I ain't with Ronnie
I seen dog name in that paperwork, he can't come around me
I see a snake in that n***a eyes, he gon' try to rob me
I see an opp n***a in the club, he got cracked with bottle
I seened a n***a get popped tryna scrap, so I ain't tryna squabble
I don't fuck hoodrats no more, all I fuck is models
If you get caught by the pigs, be fuckin' quiet
Bro put a pillow on the front so it sound quiet
Stack the money up, then re-up, it ain't fuckin' science
If you slide and don't get the job done, you get a B-minus
A lot of n***as snitchin' nowadays, don't catch the virus
N***as kissin' hoes in the mouth just like Osiris
I gave this bitch too many rounds, this bitch got me tired
I fell in love with this rap bitch, her pussy so fire
You ain't hit shit with that gun, you just shot at tires
Beat a n***a ass while he was at work, man, I got him fired
If she don't let you fuck for the free, you just gotta buy it
I rolled a three-five and realized I ain't have a lighter
I stayed up trappin' all night, I pulled an all-nighter
We gon' step on them lil' n***as how we step on spiders
If the weed don't smell like 'za, I am not gon' buy it
I'ma hit the pussy for the free, you the type to buy it
Loski ran up fifty off the banks, I think I gotta try it
Fat n***a, I'm always eatin' out, I gotta start my diet
N***as don't shop with me around the city 'cause I charge the highest
This ten-milli' Glock hit hard, it'd drop a giant
I'ma shoot so many times like Kobe Bryant
J had a show, we had so many hoes at the Hyatt