[Intro: Samuel Shabazz]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Samuel Shabazz]
I learned from your favorite rapper to be your favorite rapper
I learned from your favorite hustler to be your favorite hustler
Dive deep in that water, I ain't know what to do
But somebody had to do it, had to show 'em the proof
Way more to dealin' than just sellin' dope
Way more to hustlin' than just sellin' hope
I did almost everything when I had nothin' to lose
And I'd do almost anything to not get back in them shoes

[Verse 1: Samuel Shabazz]
And they don't never call me for me
Beforе we hang up, I'ma know what they need
But I ain't trippin' 'cause that's rеally what I do it for
Say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more
You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more
You say you love me, you don't treat me like you mean it though
You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
Thumbin', thumbin', carpal tunnel
A race when we runnin' money
I pray so I know it's comin'
I went to church every Sunday
Youngin slidin' and punchin'
We gave 'em deals in the country
I make a bitch grab her scrunchie
Hundreds, hundreds on hundreds
Money, power, respect, respect can get you the money, the power takin' you places
We land and speed to the telly, my pistol loaded, it's dangerous
We got it, just gotta name it, umbrella out while it's rainin'
They pay me, you know I'm comin', the engine runnin', it's hummin'
She fuckin' me, I got money, but tellin' me that it's deeper
Every day it's a flex, it's never cheaper to keep her
Get 'em clipped through a text, I'm never seen with the reaper
Closet full of some sneakers, wear 'em once, never see 'em
My old head still cookin' on seven mile like Petey
Gettin' seals for deals, should be feedin' the needy
I only eat with the trill, cut him off if he greedy
I been workin' hard my whole life to get it right
Add sugar and spice, we cut it for better price
Brand name immortal, it's Wavy Gang for life
Rap with a double life, I'm really like Walter White
Hundred schemes, hundred nights
Hundred ways to get paid like my n***a Tez'd say
Bad bitch, she a boss, told her put her bread away (Bread away)
Me and you locked in, just don't give my head away (My head away)
Me and Keisha best friends, but the boy on red today (Red today)
Nine hundred HP's, I hopped in and sped away (Sped away)
At first the shit was worse, I had to find a better way
Better me, better thinkin', Cuban links, we ain't linkin'
Maybach, not a Lincoln Continental, confidential
Should I speak the gospel, n***a? It's a scripture
Show and prove, n***as still hatin' (Still hatin'), Scottie Pippen
The right price get a n***a wrapped (Get a n***a wrapped), I'm Egyptian
I'm official
Offsides, blow your whistle
[Verse 3: King Hendrick$]
Yeah
You ever dodged a drug raid, they just missed you? Yeah
You gotta write a hit before they come and get you, yeah
Politics as usual, what's the issue? Yeah
I walk down these same streets you ride Benz on
The type of hustle that'll never get you friend zoned (Never)
You see the Audemars bust, I take pride in it (I take pride)
I had a route and you n***as wouldn't ride with me
I think it's more to this life than the chump change
I gotta ball, man, I could've been a cum stain (Nah, really, man)
I lost some money in Detroit 'fore my son came (On God)
I got my high beams on, I'm in that one lane
I smell Irish Spring soap and Aim toothpaste (Yeah)
The walls closin' in remind me of my suitcase (My suitcase)
Man, I was broke when they came out with the cool greys
Savin' ninety-nine cent up for a Tuesday (Popeye's)
I pray you never get trapped in this dope hole (For real)
We born kings, they call us black, but we rose gold (Man)
The best seller is the n***a with the most sold
The greatest story ever told from an old soul
I got a Drac' on me and I pray for more life (Uh)
You want a Birkin from me? You can't even boil rice (Uh)
I end up askin' my reflection, "Are you alright?" (Yeah)
Sometimes I'd rather bump my head than ask for your advice
I'm makin' XXLs, now the mail colossal
A hundred million years from now, they'll try to sell my fossil
I got the blood of Mansa Musa, was the plan elusive?
When it was already written in my family's future
I talked to B about an M, that's when I got to Q
I got an AP on, I dropped out of school
I want a mansion in the hills, you can't block the view
I'm in the 911 coupe, it's a hot pursuit
Hustle, my n***a, you could be where me and Ray at
It took a wild imagination just to say that
I plugged the microphone up in the Maybach
Just drive, I'ma show you where I used to stay at
Yeah, I told you that I took an L, you ain't give me a call
I bounced back, more racks, we ain't trippin' at all
We dedicated, educated by the OGs
You know my clothes smelled sour 'fore I sold weed
Ray, tell these n***as what we doing with the proceeds
It's the mob, it's the wave, bigger than you think
I build a raft, I got a map, is you gon' swim or sink?
[Chorus: King Hendrick$]
I learned from your favorite rapper to be your favorite rapper (Figure that)
Learned from your favorite trapper to be your favorite trapper
Dive deep in that water, I didn't know what to do
But somebody had to show 'em, had to show 'em the proof
Way more to dealin' than just sellin' dope
Way more to pimpin' than just sellin' hoes