[Intro]
Zaytoven
Get money n***a
Get money n***a
City goin' live
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Get tucked down, n***a
We getting' more packs, n***a
We seein' more racks, n***a
We don't fuck with racks, n***a
See through these n***as like glass
I'm rollin' up out the bag
These fuck n***as lookin' mad
'Cause a n***a runnin' through the cash
Bags of the mid in the loft, n***a
Don't get it confused, you know I'm a boss n***a
Thousand pounds, migo drop him off n***a
Play games we gon' get checked, you get offed n***a
Sixty floors up at the loft, n***a
That's my safe house, its the vault, n***a
Margielas and Balenciagas
We gon' turn up them suckas 'cause we know they watchin'
And we gon' flex up on them n***as, we gon' blow the profit
And we gon' re-up with the plug, a couple hundred thousand
I mean we came up out the jungle, out the public housing
I mean a n***a can't complain I saw some meals up out it
I mean these n***as stealin' swag don't make me see up out 'em
I mean they look up to a n***a, I can't bitch about it
We keep the K's in the trunk, you see the blaze when I dunk
Since fifth grade I been tucked, young n***a baggin' up the dust
Used to give crack to my uncle, [?] trap the whole summer
Them feds snatched up my brother, but four-four got me out the struggle
I mean we came out the dirt, hittin' donuts in the 'vert
Had bands off the perc, workin' out the church
But that was back in '05, we had the city goin' live
BMF was on fire, but the city had to [?]
At the party at the [?], n***a all them ho mine
Made the city close at three, they had the bitch open till five
Threw a parade and blazed, all these bitches gettin' slayed
None of these hoes get saved, young n***a with big bank
[?] 'bout them drug lord, taught me to work for it
Stay far away from these fuck boys, rental cars for decoys