[Intro: Philthy Rich]
Eh, it's Philthy, n***a

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
These suckers want me dead, shit, that ain’t nothing new
Every year since 2010, pulled up in something new
I really run my block, never ran from my opps
That diss song got him popped, his album never dropped
[?] mafia, eating [?]
Blood had to get wacked to get popular
I keep a hammer on me, in and out of town
Blood had the hammer on him, still got knocked down
Big 59's, Sen City landlord
On stage with the 30, I got banned for
That was back in 08, still get a lotta hate
Bitch I ran them M's up, still got a lot to make
It’s Philthy

[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie]
Couple n***as want me dead, prices on my head
I ain't hiding, I ain't scared
You know how [?]
In the fiеld getting bread, always [?] [?]
Know some n***as want mе dead, know they want me dead
Couple n***as want me dead, prices on my head
I ain't hiding, I ain't scared
You know how [?]
In the field getting bread, always [?] [?]
Know some n***as want me dead, know they want me dead
[Verse 2: Bankroll Freddie]
Hustle 24, ain't stopping till I'm philthy rich
Out in L.A. with the blick, no, I can't slip [?]
I’m on Slawson, I’m with Pack, you know we 60 [?]
Hit up Philth, I'm in the bay, tryna cop 60 bricks
Looking at myself, like oo goddamn, we rich
I remember when we used to sell grams and shit
And now we pull up foreign cars, we in the Lambs and shit
Got this shit up out the mud, [?]
All grams no scamms, yeah I got real hustle
In the hood I call shots, yeah I got real muscle
[?] BKM, yeah them my real brothers
N***a play and [?]

[Chorus: Bankroll Freddie]
Couple n***as want me dead, prices on my head
I ain’t hiding, I ain't scared
You know how [?]
In the field getting bread, always [?] [?]
Know some n***as want me dead, know they want me dead
Couple n***as want me dead, prices on my head
I ain't hiding, I ain't scared
You know how [?]
In the field getting bread, always [?] [?]
Know some n***as want me dead, know they want me dead