[Verse]
Every day we get it how we livin'
Globetrottin' to the million
[Big Ben, then?] stovetop in the hood, chemist
Role model, mo' dollas, and mo prob-e-lems
Ego makin' 'em think that the hood got 'em in
Steelo, creep of the night, when the crows silent, wind
Peephole, I don't know no n***as from nobody
Then be quiet, we catch 'em off guard, that's a clothesline and then
Everything been fuckin' us up and we so blinded
Mediterranean from the diamonds, they soul-shinin'
I'm hydro-planin' right off to Texas, we gold-minin'
Champagne spray on thе paint, with the toes shinin'
Run and made it straight to thе show with the clothes grimey
Maxwell, I play on the tape, and it's high buyers
I feel like the number one, motherfuck top-flyer
These fuck n***as know we the reason they inspired
Gotta give my props to my family, my empire
Lookin' up, I spot a angel in the sky and they spit fire
I'm from the south I let this Jeep-body vehicle sit higher
Hook up with toe, we tryin' to master tape
My n***as push up on the block, we tryin' to make it shake
We sprayin' shit, we hittin' corners every fuckin' day
The night is low, and these n***as tryin' to pocket low
I gotta link up with my ese posted at the store
I told him this shit every day, we gotta clock the door, that's all he know
Just get the dough and move out quick with it
I told my n***a, tryin' to stack it up, six digits
You know I, scope the shit I seen the meal ticket
So first quarter, n***a and ain't no plan B with this
Shit, n***a quick with a mufuckin' hit
Tryin' to come up off the top with some fuckin' lyrics
Some shit to spit to kick game for the bitch
Tales from the crypt, I done hit him in his lip
She love to hear stories while we smokin' on the zip (Yuh)
Told her it's my glory, it ain't nothin' off the hip (No)
Hit 'em with the switch, lights on, lights off
Told 'em it was quick, he ain't even get to pipe down
[Be and he ain't?] poppin' any shit, they rock a nightgown
Find a credit card, the only benefits is flight miles
Hater had to beef 'cause you really had a tight style
Jump inside the Regal, n***as know we keep the profile
Low-key, tried to tell them people that you know me
Get in front the police and drop a testimony
Try to say it's OD when n***as tried to clone me
I'm 'bout the projects so you know we keep the chrome piece
Block boys don't get no sleep, tryin' to move that crack rock, ain't comin' with no piece
I told 'em let me get that deadstock in all green
Shit, it ain't nothin' to catch a headshot at Walgreens
No Ciroq, when n***as tryna hate
They can't understand the sit-i-ation, just watch a n***a replicate, but it's all good
Let a fuck n***a detonate, yuh
Blow up in the sky and watch the pieces separate ya