No way, know how
Can't wait 'cause you're in, then you're out
No fame, no love
Quick break, then I get caught up
So when the camera's on, I'm on
I got my money stacked up, ready to get gone
'Cause when they hear the lights, gun pointed at me
I get no fame, no love, no me

You know they be counting money by the kilo
I been saving money for the Ribo
I be trading blesses for the cash (Cash)
Where you at? (Where you at?)
Whеre they at? Wherе they at? Where they at?
Neighbor want me leavin'-