[Verse 1]
Never did sell my soul (No I did not)
And my money don't fold (No, it does not)
I'm chasin' paper right now
I'm never chasin' you hoes
If you smoke like I smoke (Yeah)
If you drink like I drink (Drink like I drink)
You're so fucked up right now
You wanna come down, but you can't
I done smoked a lil' bit of that bud of kush
I done smoked a whole lot of that Louis
I done drunk a lil' bit of that
I done drunk a whole lot of that Louis
Know my enemies might try to catch me slippin'
'Cause I'm fucked up, feelin' real groovy
But anytime they tried me, I knocked them hoes out
When they wake up, they gon' try to sue me, I'm good, though

[Chorus]
We ain't waitin' on the check to clear
Our money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that's our projects this year
"Mr. McVey, sign on the dotted line," that's what I expect to hear
And I don't give a goddamn what they say about me, 'cause I bet they gon' respect me here
Yeah, we ain't waitin' on the check to clear
Our money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that's our projects this year
Need to be in Cali 'bout two or three hours, cool, we could take a jet from here
And I don't give a goddamn what they say about me, I don't give a goddamn what they say about me
[Verse 2]
You're goddamn right, I've been at it for a minute
From dead broke to so much, I can't even spend it
My hustle on some Master P shit, it's no limit
If they waitin' on a pack from me, you know I gotta send it
And if they got beef with me, you know I gotta end it
It ain't gon' take me long, I'ma be there in a minute
I'ma find out where you live and then I'll pull up on your bitch ass
Kick in the front door and real n***as runnin' up in it
Them n***as is alright, but my n***as just the illest
Not here to make friends, we are here to hurt feelings
From [?][1:42] to livin' like a Republican (Mo City, Texas)
But I'm not a Republican, look at me, I'm just livin'
You know I came in the dome, said it before
I never go to sleep on the floor no more
I never put trust in a ho no more
And no more groups, either, I'ma stay so low
I ain't wanna be one-deep, that's how they made me
I know you probably heard that hater sayin' I was crazy
Somebody need to tell that hater that he need to pay me
But it ain't like I need it, though, I get a bag daily
You know I'm ridin' Cadillac from the mid-eighties
Fifth wheel relaxin', why is it so lazy?
Somebody need to tell my baby mama, stop tryna get a check from me
Let me be a father to my baby, I'm good, though
[Chorus]
We ain't waitin' on the check to clear
Our money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that's our projects this year
"Mr. McVey, sign on the dotted line," that's what I expect to hear
And I don't give a goddamn what they say about me, 'cause I bet they gon' respect me here
Yeah, we ain't waitin' on the check to clear
Our money good, we gon' buy a neighborhood, that's our projects this year
Need to be in Cali 'bout two or three hours, cool, we could take a jet from here
And I don't give a goddamn what they say about me, I don't give a goddamn what they say about me