[Intro]
Chef J
PD

[Chorus]
I see everything, ho'
I mean everything, ho'
Married to the money, wedding ring, ho'
You will never get a wedding ring, ho'
I see everything, ho'
I mean everything, ho'
Married to the money, wedding ring, yo
You will never get a wedding ring, yo

[Verse 1]
Bringing it back home
Now that my racks long
Ring, ring, "Who's this?," got a new phone
Money or this hell baby, that's a group home
I've been getting cash, what the fuck is you on?
Racks on racks, I flex up
Last n***a who tried me, left him on a stretcher
Tell that n***a catch up, tell him catch up
Call his homies up for him, he need some backup
I'm on the money hunt (Ya dig)
I'm on the money run (Ya dig)
The pills I take, they're for big boys, not for little kids
I'm on my sad boy shit, still on my rad boy shit
Take a piss on your property, my bad boy shit (Ya dig)
[Chorus]
I see everything, ho'
I mean everything, ho'
Married to the money, wedding ring, ho'
You will never get a wedding ring, ho'
I see everything, ho'
I mean everything, ho'
Married to the money, wedding ring, yo
You will never get a wedding ring, yo

[Verse 2]
L.A. starting to look like an oasis (Uh)
Me and my lady travel different places (Uh)
I remember making music in my basement
Shaking, perky had me feeling like a Haitian
Now I wake up to the sun in my face and my gun by my side
If you fuck with her heart or you fuck with my money, it's guaranteed that you will die
And these old n***as saying they better than me, but I guarantee that is a lie
Don't make me expose the old guys (Lil' bitch)

[Chorus]
I see everything, ho'
I mean everything, ho'
Married to the money, wedding ring, ho'
You will never get a wedding ring, ho'
I see everything, ho'
I mean everything, ho'
Married to the money, wedding ring, yo
You will never get a wedding ring, yo
[Outro]
Chef J
PD