[Intro]
(Ayy, No Limit, keep that shit goin')
(Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em)

[Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem]
I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out
They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout
I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems
Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom
Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit
Main n***a, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch
Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad thеy don't hit
They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich
I know thеy mad that I'm rich (Ayy, that lil' Project Youngin, man, can't tell me nothing, man)
Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich

[Verse 1: Project Youngin]
Ayy, they act like they mad 'cause I made it out the streets
Biography, I ain't do nothing but take my life and put it on this beat
I had to go and get them grams 'cause that was the only way to eat
And any n***a 'round me can't be down, I'll put 'em all on they feet
They only get one time to fuck up with a n***a
I don't fuck with one time, can't put my trust in no n***a, nah
Too many sleepless nights and sacrifices I made for the gang
It hurt me to my heart when I'm one hundred to a n***a that changed
Like I be doing shit for n***as and they don't do the same
I hate when n***as think that shit expected, I don't owe a thing
This shit ain't happen overnight, I prayed for this lifestyle
Even though they ain't expect it, I was made for the lifestyle
[Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem]
I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out
They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout
I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems
Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom
Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit
Main n***a, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch
Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad they don't hit
They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich
I know they mad that I'm rich
Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich

[Verse 2: FCG Heem]
Know they hate to see me shining and shit
If them boys play with us, it's gon' be sirens and shit
Want your jewelry back, hit me, I know the robbers and shit
Won't front and y'all n***as, they dying for dollars and shit
Can't believe they really kept my n***a for some chump change
Ten racks, I could've gave him that shit on his birthday
Twenty-some floors up and I still smell them pissy hallways
We won't see eviction letters again, foreigns in the driveway
I don't like people that treat you different when you famous
Youngin rolling, I remember last year, I was nameless
Still be in my hood 'til I die, I ain't changing
Name ring a bell, make sure they remember what my name is
[Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem]
I want more properties, like fuck that poverty 'cause we done made it out
They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout
I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems
Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom
Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this shit
Main n***a, I promise I won't owe a thing to a bitch
Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad they don't hit
They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich
I know they mad that I'm rich
Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich