[Verse 1]
I'm just a team player, while every man for self
You stand for nothing, probably can't stand yourself
Fuck a handout, running round demanding help
Used to be the help, now I'm the man myself
I went from rags to riches, now the new S-Claass is tinted
Work I was stashing, get it
Only way cash is given
You be so mad at n***as, jealous and bitter
Go get some money, bummy dummy
Get a dweller, my n***a
Please remember not to stress and watching all of your pictures
That just screams you ain't used to having jewlery and skrilla
This winter, shit, I might just get another chinchilla
[?] why not? Shit, I'm no longer a dealer
I've been minding my business, and running it too
I turn one into two, went from a buss to a coupe
Five thousand dollar fit, and it ain't nothing to do
But it's nothing to a boss, but probably something to you

[Chorus]
I built this shit from the ground up
Bagging pounds up, moving brown dust
Used to chase bitches, now them same bitches hound us
You ain't for the cause, n***a, get the fuck from round us
I built this shit from the ground up
Bagging pounds up, moving brown dust
Used to chase bitches, now them same bitches hound us
You ain't for the cause, n***a, get the fuck from round us
[Verse 2]
I'm in a G Waggen, with [?] jeans sagging
Whole sleve dancing, n***as can't stand it
Next day, a five series with the roof vanish
And he started with an eightball, how did you manage?
Actually, [?] track, I can't give you half facts
That would be a whole lot, chain cost a whole pot
Used to be a lil n***a, hanging with the old guys
Soaking up game, I was studdieing the whole time
N***as be off of self, til they money low
Then everything is gang gang and bro bro
Real leaders show they people where they gotta go
And this how we gon' do it, if you with it, come on, let's roll
Moving in silance, less announcements
Used to slice ounces, now I got accountents
Next crib coming with a gate and a fountain
The reason why you broke, is 'cause your grown ass aloud it

[Chorus]
I built this shit from the ground up
Bagging pounds up, moving brown dust
Used to chase bitches, now them same bitches hound us
You ain't for the cause, n***a, get the fuck from round us
I built this shit from the ground up
Bagging pounds up, moving brown dust
Used to chase bitches, now them same bitches hound us
You ain't for the cause, n***a, get the fuck from round us