[Hook]
Honeys, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars
Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas to Nas to Escobar

[Verse 1]
The path we all walk starts out long, it's like a boardwalk
Monopoly, some make it around, some go down, it's prophecy
Happy days balancin' with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's, knowin' some day I got to lead properly
High up in a 5
Realizin' the price paid for this life laid in the light shade
One might say top of the world's two whips, a crib and a girl
Quick to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it
Pretentious, arrogant n***as is senseless
Pro ball players with white wives, peep they night lives
While you could catch me in a crisp white 5
Dark tinted, Dijon-scented with Al Green on
My theme song — Love and Happiness, how can it seem wrong?
I mean, before this, I used to rock a Taurus with the donuts
Now I'm grown up, I got it chromed up
Got the rap game sewn up, sho 'nuff!
N***as actin' cool, but it's really no love
I feel a slow buzz off the Dutch
This is everyday, every second gotta make it pay
Every lesson I learnt got me open
While most of these rappers'll stay burnt, word!
[Hook]
Honeys, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
Money, cash, weed, cars, huh!
Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars
Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas to Nas to Escobar

[Verse 2]
With so much drama in QBC
It's kinda hard bein' Escobaro
El Derado Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle
My life is like a Donald Goines novel
We wave glasses like bravo
Drunk n***as with mad problems and shot pockets
My n***as on the block rock this
Buy cocaine, cook it and chop it
Lookin' to profit in different ways
Goin' through this difficult stage called life
With each year, my physical's praised
Some fell beyond the reach of help
Cut in the street, thinkin' they could teach theyself
When all we wanted was a piece of wealth
And randomly, feed our family, the streets are insanity
Amply, livin' in this thug's fantasy
Richest n***a in showbiz is what I plan to be
Heavy chain and my QB swing, livin' this king's life
Magazines write about me in this dream, it's all tight
[Hook]
Honeys, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars
Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar
Money, cash, weed, cars
Ghetto celebrities and hood movie stars
Gat slingers, now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas to Nas to Escobar

[Verse 3]
Now, the main thing that boggle my brain
Be all the bottles of pain
Iced the chain and all the followers came
They tried to throw me off track, but I caught that
They thought I lost that, but I'm continuin' to make more stacks
Halftime, New York State of Mind, It Was Written was hittin'
Trips overseas, South Beach, diamond and riches
Sleepin' on the plane, wake up when we land
Feelin' real scared on the ground
Roley plush, princess cuts and large rounds
The crew's up, findin' time to shine rocks
It's real, you violate? Be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me
It's crazy — I didn't make the game, the game made me
Reppin' for the babies so they raised up in mansions
Haters keep hatin', and ladies'll keep glancin'
[Outro]
Y'all know the routine out this motherfucker
Word up!