[Chorus]
Pourin' red, Piru, countin' blues like Nipsey
Put a curse on a bad bitch, got her thinkin' I'm gypsy
No, I ain't duckin' from nothin', tell them n***as get with me
Get a bag or go home, me and mine get busy
My 'fit matchin' the car, watch me jump out crispy
Been doin' this shit, n***a, study your history
I take you out of the hood, you a star if you with me
Take Korea to Miami, let her run through the District

[Verse]
I had to get it together, now I'm richer than ever
Make a million in the crib like I'm sittin' on tether
I stayed ten toes down, each day, get better
When the sun come down, it's LV on my sweater
I buy watches for nothin', put 'em up and forget 'em
From the cell to a mansion, now it's cathedral my ceilings
Boy, ain't no money in there, n***a, get out your feelings
Streets left a n***a scarred, I used paper to heal it, yeah
I'm a boss, you can't put me on no shelf
It's a lot of shit that I been keepin' to myself
Cut a bunch of n***as off, even fell out with Chelsea
How you stealin' from some n***as who ain't did shit but helped you?
Brought you in my personal space, around my kids
What you do? Take advantage of me while I'm in the pen'
Frustrated, got me thinkin' I might never rap again
Reconstructed all my contracts, I'm standin' on my biz
Yeah, fuck it, took an L, then made another M
Then I put some money up that I can't never touch again
Did this shit before, then I did this shit again, bitch
Long as I got my accountant, I don't need no friendships
Fuck your Escalade, I'm on a Maybach Benz list
Rock the same shit from yesterday 'cause I ain't take a pic
Threw it in they face, you know they hate that shit
Throw it on a dancer, call it givin' back, go pay your rent
Throw it to the jeweler, here go eighty stacks just for the wrist
We been throwin' rocks at the pen, we love takin' risks
I been throwin' rocks in fiends' hands, I got a famous pitch
Got so fuckin' famous, need security just to take a piss
You can play with all them other n***as, just don't play with us
I'm prepared to take you boys to war, hope you been savin' up
Schooled by them older n***as, sharper than a razor, huh
Passin' out testers, got the contacts in my Razr up
Left my heart in the streets
Bitch, I'm rich, don't feel sorry for me
These blue jean Vlone jackets come from Bari, ain't cheap
This blue-face quadrant dial discontinued, my G
I might not never go platinum, so I went and bought my own
Quarter-million dollars on my neck, I could've bought a home
Any disrespect, you know the rest, don't get caught at home
Got right in the feds and went and got a phone
Shut the yard down, new exotics and tobacco when they drop a drone
Bags under my eyes, mama beg me to stop
Fuck sleep, shit, right now, I gotta get to the top
I'm a Ghetto Boy for real, ain't no way I go pop
Where I'm from, even in the winter, it's hot, n***a
[Chorus]
Pourin' red, Piru, countin' blues like Nipsey
Put a curse on a bad bitch, got her thinkin' I'm gypsy
No, I ain't duckin' from nothin', tell them n***as get with me
Get a bag or go home, me and mine get busy
My 'fit matchin' the car, watch me jump out crispy
Been doin' this shit, n***a, study your history
I take you out of the hood, you a star if you with me
Take Korea to Miami, let her run through the District
I'm gettin' it