Yeah, Aye , what up Kriss
Mackin' on the bitches and I'm passin' on the pictures
You can pass me all the liquor, swear they used to treat me different
But I've always had the vision, pick a purpose and I live it

Flip that money like a gymnast, give a fuck if they gon' feel me
What the fuck's it make a difference
If the money's to the ceiling, cut em off and started winning
Only care about my children and the man that's in my mirror

But these snakes they out hеre hissing, but I promise
I won't be thе one they call a victim

Brand new foreign, roof missin' , nightlife never boring
Got two kissin, champagne pouring, Ruth Chris'n

Everything I'm saying, I'm doing it, you listen
Ski Skrt in the Dodge, got too many cars, I can't fit in my garage
Throwing it back and clapping it like an applause
Livin' fast like we never heard of pause

I've been with many of em, plenty of em
Swimming in women, living in em, my condominiums
I'm in like a pimp and then I made my approach
I said, you gotta good team, baby, you need a new coach?
The truth really is that the shit that y'all spitting
Is a life I really live and you can't tell from my pigment
But boy, I'm coming with it like a add on or a biscuit
And yeah, I beat the system, but I'm snapping in a instant

And this flash don't come with pictures, why the fuck y'all acting different
I just learned to stack it quickly, add it up subtract these bitches
Knock em down to stack my riches left a few, I'm back in business swing at me, I crack his kidney

I'm just doing me and I'm minding my bizness
I don't give a fuck if it don't harm my children
If it ever did, guarantee I'm gon' get em
Step like cleats when prime time's hitting

Straight buckshot, blast right in his dental
He just mad cause she was watching my denim
Better step back or my partner's gon' blitz him
Python stroke for your broad, I'm swimming

Father God, insert facade, I'm sinning
Ay, I bark first, I'm Mike Vick
Hide you like side chicks, get out clean like nice fits
I'm different like 2 Chainz, for your chains, I riot

She treat me like a pilot when I'm putting on the mileage
Get her right, then I'm flying, he touch me, he dying
Freddy, Jason, Myers, it's sad but I'm psychic
It ain't no sense in trying, I know that they don't like me
Just step back and sightsee, my heart froze so icy
Give no fucks, don't mind me, outlast me, unlikely
The bad guy likes nice things, a dark mind, I'm gone think
Feel like Bron, I'm owed rings, y'all puppets, no strings

Get gone for small change, hand a pick with no name
Two guys turn one stain, what I don't get is why I hate
Just do you and get paid, that's just me, I can't change
I'm still Hurd , yeah both ways, guarantee my pen straight