(Verse)
All we ever wanted was some money, why you n***as hating
Used to wear that prada, talkin dollars in my conversation
I got so many bitches that i might just make a compilation
Never snitch, always gettin rich and thats an honest statement
Want some bricks, might just take a trip but i ben comtemplating
Cause the way my life is set this shit be so complicated
Wanna feed the streets and help my n***as i feel obligated
Grew up in the hood and my apartment over populated

Confiscated, police took my homies locked they ass away
Nothing's free, want something mee then you have to pay
All these pussy n***as wanna be gangsta, that shit sad to say
Shoutout to go-go's and my old heads in the cabarat

(Chorus)
Clientele, Clientele, they say you want some money then go buy a scale
Clientele, Clientele,boy you want some money then go buy a scale
Clientele, Clientele, they say you want some money then go buy a scale
Clientele, Clientele,boy you want some money then go buy a scale