[Hook:]
Wish a n***a was dead to me
Wish a n***a would pull up, [?]
All my people good 'cause they gon' invest in me
Bring it to my hood, cops try arrestin' me
I ain't trippin' 'bout it
Got your money up, n***a, but you lost it
I ain't stoppin' 'till my people makin' profit
Spit the blues up, like the seas, I'ma prophet
Bring the clay where the cash is, young Muhammed

[Verse:]
Young Atlanta, n***a, you don't know the shit I been in
Fact is, I got this shit from my back
So fuck your opinions
I done grew with the best
But you n***as still act like minions
Brought the .30, he shoot like he Curry
He got precision
Cop some new Jordans, carry your bitch
'Cause n***a, I'm pimpin'
Tired of bullshit, got me actin' badder
Than [?], my brothеr
Triple, double 3-10s
That I'm dipped in, my brothеr
Bitches always want the tea, ain't talkin' Lipton
Uh, bitch, the 4's too prestigious
Know the World is mine, I'm automatically the illest
Pull up in a suit and tie, I'm 'bout the business
Run the track too quick, they better know I got to finish
I could bag your main bitch if I want to
Turn around, do some other shit, if I want to
Mike Tyson wit' it, hit it quick, with the 1-2
She got Senju up in the head, she don't want you
Said I'm the greatest, my n***a, I know, I put it in
N***a said I ain't hit as them
They just mad they ain't good as Slim
Like all my women chocolate, put Melanin with the M&M
Better know we ain't similar
Senju ain't got no synonyms
I don't fuck with no white bitch
They mamas think I'm too menacin'
Put the heat with the chopper, no Tony
Turn into Venison, put the heat with the reef
And chief, and now it's embellishin'
Smokin' that green, and gettin' more green
So I guess I'm relishin'
[Hook:]
Wish a n***a was dead to me
Wish a n***a would pull up, [?]
All my people good 'cause they gon' invest in me
Bring it to my hood, cops try arrestin' me
I ain't trippin' 'bout it
Got your money up, n***a, but you lost it
I ain't stoppin' 'till my people makin' profit
Spit the blues up, like the seas, I'ma prophet
Bring the clay where the cash is, young Muhammed