[Intro]
Young Rich Squad
Misha, stop playing

[Chorus]
Everyone's a star, just not all famous
I was born to hustle and I made it, yeah
I don’t have no patience, but I waited
Now I grab a bottle, we get faded

[Verse]
Yeah, I worked hard for that bag
And if you n***as talkin' shit, don't give a fuck if y’all brag
'Cause I've been chasin' Benjamins, yeah, I been gettin' that cash
Remember runnin' from the feds, I had the jakes on my ass
I've been gettin' these lil’ digits, like my lil’ calculator
I think I'm on the come up now, boy I’m in the elevator
I just got me a new whip and all the sheets alligator
'Cause if you look inside the dash, got a touch screen, navigator
My name Joey Trap
Fuck the police, rat
I'm on the beat, I snap
That holy crap
That boy got the strap, he on the trigger tappin' bullets, shit
Fuck y’all lil' bullshit, I'm on my bully shit
Your wig is split
Boy I keep a knot in case you wanna trip
You n***as not talkin' 'bout the shit 'cause you ain't with the shit
God damn, Shooting at yo leggs do the Can Can
Bam-bam, ain't no Fruity Pebbles, I'm Toucan Sam
Pan Am , even on the flight I keep my fan, damn
Yeah, haha
That's my best friend
Clip, it hold a 30, that's a grown man, oh man
I just be the one that fucked yo' girlfriend, yo' girlfriend
And I don't even call her 'less she workin' or twerkin', no
Yeah
Hop in my bag today, I'm gettin' the cash, yeah
You better pick up the speed cus we finna pass y'all, yeah yeah
I'm gettin' this money today, I'm gettin' this money today
Yeah, I'm gettin' this money today, I'm-
Gettin' this money all day, all day, all day, yeah
Been in my bag all day, all day, all day
N***as wan' hate all day, all day, all day
Pull out that K all day, all day
N***a, my n***as don't play, don't play
[Chorus]
Yeah, uh, everyone's a star just not all famous, yeah
I was born a hustler boy, I made it, yeah
I don't have no patience, but I still waited
Now I'm gonna grab a bottle, we faded
Now I'm gonna grab a bottle, we faded