[Intro]
Time's like these people wanna get high
Real high and real fast
And this is gonna do it
And make us rich

[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
Until I make that double X.L., them critics tell me I ain't nice
Said I ain't doing it right until I cop myself some ice
But I'm a blood diamond, either way I shine bright
I break bread with my fam, even if it was a slice
But I'm working on my loaf, being broke ain't no joke
Before this rap shit I used to hit the flyest hoes
Way before this rap shit my gear game been Polo
And they tell my I ain't shit until I'm sitting on twenty-fours
Ain't that cold, getting whipped over with a trunk full of O's
He on his last leg, three strikes plus parole
That's just another story 'bout a kid who tryna' blow
No Bruce Leroy but bet this ghetto boy glow
And I'm the people's choice, bet I make 'em pass the torch
The ball in my court, free my n***as who got caught
I'm riding on some Bonnie and Clyde shit
You know, us against the world, me and my girl, and I'm out