[Produced by Iyeball]

[Verse 1]
Yea
It's funny how one co-sign could fuck up the game
I'm runnin' only broke rappers askin' for change
And this industry n***as talent, you can keep the changes
Shit, more things change the more they stay same
Now if you brake a dollar, still money ain't it
I'ma be honest, Always want to be famous
Hell, that was then, damn, this is now
Shit, i need money, fuck, i need it now
I need my credit card to make sound if it hit the ground
I need my credit card to weigh more that my plastic now
Talkin' big money shit, if ?forty carica mos?
Pissing that dom p champagne wishes never get old
Oh, you ain't know? it take money to make money
Case in point, they higher workers to print money
Proven point, I'm high of life while my n***as rollin' joints
Uh, I should brake my cousin out of the jail
You couldn't carry your brother's casket know it's hurt
I wish I had a better relationship with you both
But we was all lost, i know you got it worse
I remember stealin' earrings from my aunt's purse
Givin' them to the girl at school, what a jerk
Where I'm from, I couldn't wish started had it with down
Stick up kids at the four pounders, tell'em take it of now, wow

[Hook]
It's the bottle poppin', n***as flockin'
Hoes jockin', double RL rockin', My only option
Cops want pop nd lock us for break dancin'
Ugly friends cock-block us we're too handsome
Girls take me back to the crib hold me for ransom
Hands down, no question, i'm the answer
Grand Ma, she still tell me to pull my pants up
I put my own weight, but this bar, shit is a chin up
Foreign cars, foreign broads, with no flaws, no bra, she a penny with no draws
I'm just showin' off, gimmie credit, i want it all
When my time come, rolex and audemars
If i ?merdos?, [?], you should be apalled, yea uh

[Verse 2]
I need a gold money clique, gold fronts
Bros go rollies, i swear thats all i want
Got a billion dollars on me, a hundred Thousand women
I drove every car, we're in building now i'm tenant
I exaggerated it a little, out of town you get the window
Car service serves limbos, why it's just my ammo
And you gotta know the password, even with the peep hole
I'm never outta pocket paymenting on these hoes
I don't wanna be misogynistic, objectify women
From my sister, i'm tryin' to remain considerate
Uh, but damn some of these women yea
I know it's men that much different
But that's just the way love goes
And it is what it is ho, you can't turn apple in to a cantaloupe

[Hook]