[Intro]
Ayy

[Verse 1]
They telling me to be humble, but it's hard (Shit is hard)
We came from nothing, we ain't have grass in the yard (For nothing)
Now I get that money and spazz in the mall (Yeah)
Gucci from my head to my toes with Versace drawers (Versace)
Stay to myself with these n***as, I ain't friendly at all (I ain't friendly)
They ain't down for the cause, they want some temporary fame (Yeah)
They in it for a chain (A chain)
Ain't got time for games, won't let you come up off my name (Never)
Nowadays, just me and some bitches up in the Range (Up in the Range)
'Cause me and ho ass n***as don't mix the same (We don't mix)
Been had Rollies, want the Richard Mille plain (Yeah)
A quarter mil' cash, tell the jeweler I'm on the way, give me a minute, n***a

[Chorus]
It's time to take on the world, been did the city
It's time to upgrade the Rollies to Richard Milles
It's time to turn that two fifty into a million
It's time to upgrade the 'partment into a building
It's time to cut off the leeches, quit being friendly
It's time to take off the Nike, put on the Fendi
It's time to get out the Chevy, get in a Bentley
It's time to pull out the furs when it get chilly (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
It's time to pull out them furs when it get chilly (Yeah)
Fuckin' the baddest bitches (Yeah), pullin' up in the trenches (In the trenches)
From a half to a chicken (Yeah), turn a half to a million (A million)
I can't complain 'bout none of this shit, I'm happy I'm living (I'm happy)
I went where they said I couldn't go, and I did what they said I couldn't do (Yeah)
Walkin' with my chest out, feel like I'm bulletproof (Feel like I'm bulletproof)
Fendi my sweatpants (Yeah), Fendi my hoodie too (My hoodie)
GPS on at all times, I'm on the move (I'm on the go)
Ain't have no service out in the ocean, I'm on a cruise (I'm in the water)
He ain't know who he was fuckin' with, now he on the news (That n***a stupid)
Ain't used to have a choice, now I can pick and choose (Yeah)
Got Soda watching over me, n***a, I cannot lose, ah

[Chorus]
It's time to take on the world, been did the city
It's time to upgrade the Rollies to Richard Milles
It's time to turn that two fifty into a million
It's time to upgrade the 'partment into a building
It's time to cut off the leeches, quit being friendly
It's time to take off the Nike, put on the Fendi
It's time to get out the Chevy, get in a Bentley
It's time to pull out the furs when it get chilly (Yeah)