[Intro: FMB DZ]
(Getta Beats)
Fast Money Bag Boyz
Shh
Turnaround

[Chorus: FMB DZ]
You won't know the value of a dollar 'til you make some
You won't know the value of a life until you take one
You won't know the value of a bitch until you set one
You won't know the value of a lawyer 'til that case come
You won't know the value of a lick until you hit one
You won't know the value of a plug 'til them bricks come
You won't know the value of an L 'til you take one
You won't know the value of bein' rich until you ain't up

[Verse 1: FMB DZ]
It's a lot of n***as gettin' money but they ain't us
We showin' up and showin' out, that's probably why they hate us
I'm out the way, caked up, ain't talkin' 'bout no bitch
Out of breath, I'm still runnin', I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm rich
Call my youngsters, they gon' shake somethin', ain't stoppin' til he hit
Gotta whack jumper, he tried to hit my head, but he missed
Fuck the talkin', when I catch them n***as, dead and that's it
You ever been versus the state and the judge and the jury?
You ever took an L and lost a hundred bands just in jewelry?
Ever seen a n***a OD playin' with his bag? Shit gets serious
You ever seen a n***a bleed? Watch a n***a soul leave?
You ever seen cases gettin' separated with co-dees
Ever seen a n***a get cooked 'cause he can't pay his lawyer fees?
Seen a n***a get dropped 'cause he too busy in between
From the outside lookin' in, it ain't always what it seem
N***a, you won't know the value of some shit that you ain't seen
[Chorus: FMB DZ]
You won't know the value of a dollar 'til you make some
You won't know the value of a life until you take one
You won't know the value of a bitch until you set one
You won't know the value of a lawyer 'til that case come
You won't know the value of a lick until you hit one
You won't know the value of a plug 'til them bricks come
You won't know the value of an L 'til you take one
You won't know the value of bein' rich until you ain't up

[Verse 2: Baby Skip]
You don't know the value of shit 'cause you a broke n***a
Got two bricks of fetty on my neck, boy, I'll ho n***as
I don't want that basic-ass bitch 'cause I let bro get her
You gon' know this value 'cause I'm Louis to the floor with it
Gotta value money, I get mad and put it on n***as
Got enough to spread around, I ain't just talkin' 'bout them ho n***as
Cartel plug, I'ma big bad buy, huh
We been out the way 'cause the hood, been on fire
A n***a went legit, now the money come in wires
It used to be the 'fit, had a stash by the tire
I told him if he fuckin' with them yeahs, make sure it's right, right
I told him if he aimin' at his head to hold the strap tight
A n***a took a break for a minute, but I'm back right
And, n***a, if you made it out like me, then hold your racks high
Still on plan A, I'm just hopin' that don't backfire
I'll have 'em in your backyard like a campfire
[Chorus: FMB DZ & Duckpin]
You won't know the value of a dollar 'til you make some
You won't know the value of a life until you take one
You won't know the value of a bitch until you set one
You won't know the value of a lawyer 'til that case come
You won't know the value of a lick until you hit one
You won't know the value of a plug 'til them bricks come
You won't know the value of an L 'til you take one (Yeah, yeah)
You won't know the value of bein' rich until you ain't up (Ayy, whoop, whoop)

[Verse 3: Duckpin]
You don't know the value of a brick until you sold one
You can't put a price on loyalty until they told on you (Facts)
You don't know the value of a life until you buy one (Until you buy one)
And I got a bag for the first n***a find him (Whoop, whoop)
Name in the city, made of gold, so that's priceless
Know I got rich back home sellin' white shit (Huh)
Rich sellin' black shit (Huh), tax for the tan shit (Huh)
You don't know the value of the fent' 'til I stamp it (Whoop, whoop)
Watch the type of energy you bring, I'll match it (I'll match it)
And we outside with the guys, all action (Huh)
We be in the field runnin' plays, all Madden (All Madden)
And I paid cash for this Benz, I'll crash it (Skrrt)
If he ain't lyin' 'bout the ticket, I'll cash it (I'll cash it)
Six thousand dollars for this coat, high fashion (High fashion)
If you got a driver, we can take him to Atlanta
Then I learned the value of a n***a speakin' Spanish, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: FMB DZ]
You won't know the value of a dollar 'til you make some
You won't know the value of a life until you take one
You won't know the value of a bitch until you set one
You won't know the value of a lawyer 'til that case come
You won't know the value of a lick until you hit one
You won't know the value of a plug 'til them bricks come
You won't know the value of an L 'til you take one
You won't know the value of bein' rich until you ain't up