[Intro]
Real street n***a 10 toes down
Look what that shit got me n***a
You should take notes
Y'all n***as should be watchin' man
Y'all n***as dick ridin' n***a

[Verse]
?? on my chicks I let 'em open all my bricks
Tennis bracelets got the US open on my wrist
Y'all still get regular checks that ain't how you measure success
You the type to catch a run, be done and beg your connect
I never regret the work I put in it lead to respect
Nevertheless n***as still die for less than a threat
Almost worth a milly but I just was broke
Hundred thousand worth of jewelry on my chest and throat
Burnin' biscotti in the kitchen cookin left the roach
Lost 18 like when Peyton Manning left the Colts
Do the clip then fled the scene in the European
This dirty money the only thing that need quarantine
They say power and fortune bring you Jordan rings
Hoes call me for Louis bags and abortion fees
Caught a brick in the mattress at the extended stay
My life a movie like Will Smith Independence Day
It's your turn to bat, you gotta gun for the fences
Had to switch up, cause hustlin don't come with a pension
I kept my commas depositin brick cash
I ain't need you broke imagine my confidence with cash
Critics got they opinions on me. I let em talk on
The most valuable player, and was a walk on
I cook the rock in person let you watch me serve it
Couple thousand got me lurkin through Versace curtains
Blood thicker than water, sons rich from they fathers
I could make the work lock with one drip from the faucet
Grants, Benjis, and Jacksons, the presidents vary
I did what was necessary, the evidence buried
Ah, let's go
[Outro]
Big Griselda n***a
Big BSF
I mean everything I say
Y'all n***as ain't like me