[Instrumental]

[Hook: Crash]
And it's all for the love of the big faces
N***a I be getting money, what's your occupation?
And I don't say names in interrogations
Man, we don't play games, it's like a simulation
Catch the hoes on the track, and it's like they racing
N***a act like he want it, hit him with a facial
And I don't say names in interrogations
Man, we don't play games, it's like a simulation

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
It's Philthy n***a
Look, I say
I'ma sit down if they catch me out of bounds
Man they tryna scare the dude in interrogation room
Say he gon give me 50, but I don't know nut'in
Say he got a witness that say I was the one
But them lil n***as in the cheese they'a squeeze for a G...
Or a true religion fit, I dare any n***a trip
I'm a Seminary n***a, don't get it confused ho
Give a n***a a whole 100 like a box of Newports
N***as better watch they mouth 'fore I slide from my side
Any n***a you see with me, yeah he down for the homicide
Real n***as having paper, all I see is big faces
You will never see a n***a name on nan n***a cases
Philthy
[Hook: Crash]
And it's all for the love of the big faces
N***a I be getting money, what's your occupation?
And I don't say names in interrogations
Man, we don't play games, it's like a simulation
Catch the hoes on the track, and it's like they racing
N***a act like he want it, hit him with a facial
And I don't say names in interrogations
Man, we don't play games, it's like a simulation

[Verse 2: Crash]
I'm flyer than your average
If you short, then I ain't havin it
That wasn't about no business, cause if it was, I woulda handled it
Sticking to the manuscript, Sir Rock roll the chop
Keep the candle lit, you know it's all on a bitch
Southside Rich city, ah that's street business
Polo, soft leather, 24s, deep dishes
Pimps up, hoes down, hell nah I ain't switchin
I don't do the snapback, stacks in a Tru Religion
Can't forget when I used to sell coke
That's why I holla "free my brodie Dino"
Pure player out of Richmond, slap mathematician
I let you do that talking cause I would rather listen
Crash
[Hook: Crash]
And it's all for the love of the big faces
N***a I be getting money, what's your occupation?
And I don't say names in interrogations
Man, we don't play games, it's like a simulation
Catch the hoes on the track, and it's like they racing
N***a act like he want it, hit him with a facial
And I don't say names in interrogations
Man, we don't play games, it's like a simulation

[Verse 3: Pooh Hefner]
Look yeah
Bundle in my draws, and I'm yelling "fuck the law!"
Shoot a right, bathe in stacks, I break it up into the mall
Ball till I fall, cause that's what a n***a was taught to do
Fuck with n***as that rock with me, but will they do the same for you?
I be all in Malibu, tryna stack a mil' or 2
N***as love to speak on Pooh, but I don't never see these dudes
Hammer on my lap and...you know it's in plastic
N***as steady rocking up, but they ain't bout that action
Performing and I'm rapping
Designer for the glasses
Ciroc in my system turning blunts into ashes
The Rich city captain, you n***as be mascots
Chefin over 2 pots, eating at the trapspots, bitch
[Hook: Crash]
And it's all for the love of the big faces
N***a I be getting money, what's your occupation?
And I don't say names in interrogations
Man, we don't play games, it's like a simulation
Catch the hoes on the track, and it's like they racing
N***a act like he want it, hit him with a facial
And I don't say names in interrogations
Man, we don't play games, it's like a simulation

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