[Intro]
Chevy's on switches, smoking weed in it
Don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always—
Kick it
Thinking about a shrimp plate after this maybe
Maybe we hit the club, I don't know

[Verse]
Yeah
Obstacles are optical illusions, we don't really see 'em
I done moved mountains through this music
I done bought houses and new coupes with it
Game room upstairs, we shooting pool in here
Pool n***as all worth a few million, straight chilling
Like how 8Ball & MJG would be in they pictures
Only getting bigger, only getting richer
Yellow gold with diamonds in my ring, it fit on two fingers
Figure skater sliding gracefully across my bracelet baby
My brother watching n***as he think they're gonna try to take it
He warned me about fools like you, ain't happy that I made it
We keep lasers, and them haters gon' get eliminated
While I keep playing, cause I'm a motherfucking player
Yeah yeah yeah yeah m
Yeah yeah, uh
[Chorus]
Can't blame me bro, it's all in the game
Twenty four hours in a day, we all have the same
You chose to sit on your ass, I chose to do my thing
Now when the Rolls roll by your bitch under my wings
Now when the Rolls roll by your bitch under my wings
Uh
Can't blame me bro, it's all in the game
Twenty four hours in a day, we all have the same
You chose to sit on your ass, I chose to do my thing
Aw man
Now when the Rolls roll by your bitch under my wings
Aw man
Now when the Rolls roll by your bitch under my
Yeah

[Outro]
Dub it up
What's up, Tony?
What's up, Tony, my boy?