[Verse 1: Merkules]
They wanna take a walk in my shoes, but I bet that they couldn't
Been a hundred miles of runnin', see the sweat through my hoodie
They tell me I'm up next, and I should be
Just dropped 20k on my neck, "how could he?"
I ain't never seen this kind of money
And it's funny- I've been dope from the jump, no bungie
Back then I was a kid like Cudi
This is real life buddy, how'd it get so ugly?
I ain't gonna pay for the placement, nah
And I ain't gonna sign that contract, nice try
They will never look me in the eyes 'cause its hard for them to see
They should find they contacts
We hit sixty million plays this year alone
And all this liquor keeps fuckin' with my serotonin
I don't fear my foes, but I fear emotion
And I ain't hard to find- I'm right here, I'm posted

[Pre-Chorus: Merkules]
Staring at this rear-view mirror in focus
Ready to go to war on my G.I. Joe shit
Wrote the Ten Commandments, I feel like Moses
They hatin' on me and the team I roll with
They all in they feelings like yeah I notice
They think they're the shit but they can't uphold it
The new money means new beef
But I got satin sheets, so I don't lose sleep
Nah
[Chorus: Merkules]
It's the survival of the fittest
So I'm ridin' with my dealers
Got a couple duffle bags in the trunk (In the trunk)
I told my momma I'm up next
Hit the bank and pay her rent
I'm gettin' money, you can hate if you want (If you want)
I'm comin' for their neck (Yah-yah)
I'm runnin' up a check (Yah-yah)
Cause I been on the edge (Yah-yah)
It's gettin' to their heads
I'm on the top right now, and I cannot come down
I'm gettin' money, you can hate if you want
If you want

[Verse 2: Jelly Roll]
Big money ties, now I crawl in the truck
Country boys city slick but I'm ballin' as fuck
People like the way I spit it cause I'm honest as fuck
Honestly, I kinda wanna fuck Melania Trump
Got a thing for rich cougars, fully loaded Rugers
Give cuz three racks, he'll do something to ya
Police asking questions, he'll act like he never knew me
So you motherfuckers happy that you're dealing with the new me
I'm from Antioch, bitch- I ain't never been scared
Place so bad, not even Santa go there
Runnin' up on me, just know the hammer close there
You better cut it short like it was Amber Rose hair
Before we hit the tours, we kicked the doors
What the fuck you think I really keep this pistol for
While are you fucked up? Look bitch of course
You know I'm lit like I'm a fucking olympic torch
Before this rappin' 'n shit, we would package the bricks
We would wrap 'em and ship, double bag 'em 'n flip
Extra clip for the ones who turned rats in this shit
Better hit you, make you do an acrobatical flip
Not to mention and my chik, man she savage as shit
She a real boss bitch, she be stackin' them chips
She get money from them lames then we laugh at them tricks
In case you wonder how we went and paid cash for the whips
[Chorus: Merkules]
It's the survival of the fittest
So I'm ridin' with my dealers
Got a couple duffle bags in the trunk (In the trunk)
I told my momma I'm up next
Hit the bank and pay a rent
I'm gettin' money, you can hate if you want (If you want)
I'm comin' for their neck (Yah-yah)
I'm runnin' up a check (Yah-yah)
Cause I been on the edge (Yah-yah)
It's gettin' to their heads
I'm on the top right now, and I cannot calm down
I'm gettin' money, you can hate if you want
If you want