[Intro]
Yeah (G&B), yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Woah (Ayy)
(Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Damn (Ayy)
She say she love it here, she's never leavin'
It's somethin' about 'em that got her addicted
I told her, "It's hard to go back to the fake
When you come over here and exposed to the realest" (G&B, yeah)

[Chorus]
I started with nothin', but now I be standin' on shit
'Til I got what I want, man, let's get it
Now I can't take a break for a second or minute
This 24/7, yeah, ho, I'm committed
Now that's hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm countin' this money like damn it, my n***a, we did it
Then we celebrate like we just won us a championship game
Like it's time to go fuck up the city
Yeah, like it's time to go fuck up the city
Now I can't take a break for a second or minute
This 24/7, yeah, ho, I'm committed
Now that's hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm countin' this money like damn it, my n***a, we did it
Then we celebrate like we just won us a championship game
Like it's time to go fuck up the city
[Verse 1]
I'm closet designer, but fuck all these clothes, my n***a
That .40 be matchin' the fitted
Wasn't savin' up pennies 'til I found the mojo
But now that boy makin' the bands like he did it
These diamonds is flawless, this Rollie a trophy
I hold that bitch up in the sky like a win
Then put heat on your chest like you Bam Adebayo
You thinkin' 'bout takin' it, boy, don't be silly
Damn, and I do not mean to be shallow
But I'm from the dirt where all we see is hurt
So we hear the judge bangin' the gavel
So n***as grow up and they tryna be joyin' they feelin'
They turn to El Chapo
It's hot in they streets, all these youngin's keep steppin'
Ain't no referee to call travel, ayy
Self made n***a went and did it on my own
Fuck a handout, we ain't inchin' for a loan
Same n-same n***a said I was trippin' and I'm wrong
Now they come through askin' can I get a n***a on?
You know it's real life if I spit it in a song
I'm the realest n***a known, she could feel it in her bones
It'll take a little time 'cause I'm tryna build a Rome
But what's a seat at the table when I'm sittin' on the throne? Ol' lame-ass n***a

[Chorus]
I started with nothin', but now I be standin' on shit
'Til I got what I want, man, let's get it
Now I can't take a break for a second or minute
This 24/7, yeah, ho, I'm committed
Now that's hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm countin' this money like damn it, my n***a, we did it
Then we celebrate like we just won us a championship game
Like it's time to go fuck up the city
[Verse 2]
So lil' mama been had that ass
But she got a bag and she went out and bought some new titties
Her Instagram been goin' crazy
So all of a sudden when I call her now she act saditty
But her friends just as bad, she a freak
And it's funny 'cause obviously she must don't know I be hit
'Cause they walk in the buildin' and both come and hug me
Then I get a text like, "Ayy, n***a, really?"
I'm all in your city, I'm judy
I'll hit the club up, get the bag and then ban the promoter
And you can't get in with them cloudy-ass diamonds
And monkey shit on, fuckin' sad, is he jokin'
I'm movin' like Kobe, I start with a team from the jump
And I'm reppin' that brand 'til it's over
And I waited my turn on the bench
Now I'm ballin' so hard, I can go put your ass on a poster
Bitch, where your back bone at?
Y'all n***as out here team hoppin'
Like a groupie of the game, you'll fuck with anything
On the squad just tryna get a ring out 'em
And goddamn, that's a shame, homie
I'm a player, you a fan, ain't the same, homie
Chose money over fame 'cause I ain't want it
Same team with me from the dirt and on my soul, I'ma die before I change on 'em, ah
[Chorus]
I started with nothin', but now I be standin' on shit
'Til I got what I want, man, let's get it
Now I can't take a break for a second or minute
This 24/7, yeah, ho, I'm committed
Now that's hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'm countin' this money like damn it, my n***a, we did it
Then we celebrate like we just won us a championship game
Like it's time to go fuck up the city