[Intro: A-Reece]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Hook: A-Reece] ×2
All of that money
All of these clothes
All of these bitches, yeah
Ice on my lobes
And this big ass crib that a young n***a live in, yeah
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real, yeah

[Verse 1: Ex Global]
Yeah
He chose her, but she chose me
Yeah he don't love her, she always lonely
All dem haters, it's hard to know me
But I go, like I'm Kobe
I've been waiting so you can show me, that you can
All I know you phone me
All those racks, all those hits, all that shit I've never had
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real
And now I'm booming like I'm Metro, like I got a deal
He know I'm gone, I hope you take the time to really heal
And now I'll suffer untill the time you come up to the hills
[Verse 2: I.M.P THA DON]
It's all about you, you, you and the shit that you do, yeah
It's all about you and the people you choose to be around you, yeah
It's all about you and paying your dues, man it's all about movement
Yeah, its all about you and the shit that you prove, my n***a just do it, yeah
If you want it, go and get it boy it's yours (boy it's yours)
We've been bothered I ain't switching on my dogs (on my dogs)
We done made it from the bottom, n***a we on, yeah
I ain't never going back, n***a we gone (n***a we gone)

[Hook: A-Reece] ×2
All of that money
All of these clothes
All of these bitches, yeah
Ice on my lobes
And this big ass crib that a young n***a live in, yeah
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real, yeah

[Verse 3: Krish]
Got these Nicki ass bitches out for me
No I can't move like that, I hope they won't be cuffin me
Got me a chosen few, a young n***a maneuvers properly
Yeah, can't believe it
They all around me getting too close, they all tryna take a picture
Yeah, pose for the camera, click that shit
Don't make me who I am (no)
That shit don't make me real, that shit don't make a young n***a Krish
Knew I'm a star, back when they ain't knew who we are
Snakes they hissing from a far, stay prayed up I hope they starve
[Verse 4: Wordz]
Fear no men, but God himself
Still the hottest on this shit
First tape went number two and a young n***a ain't rest yet
I get why these shy n***as steady out here clout fishing
I get why these these bitches teaming up steady trying to pull missions
Yeah, they ain't got banking accounts, they ain't got realing amounts
That's what they tripping about, yeah
You know I had vision about, we taking different route
Thank God we figured it out

[Hook: A-Reece] ×2
All of that money
All of these clothes
All of these bitches, yeah
Ice on my lobes
And this big ass crib that a young n***a live in, yeah
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real, yeah

[Outro: A-Reece] x 2
Yeah, my momma always told a n***a one thing, yeah
If you want it, go and get it boy it's yours