[Produced by Black Metaphor]

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Y'all n***as know what this is
If you don't know
I'm finna break it down

[Verse 1]
I just upped my stock, fuck them cops
If you love hip-hop bust them shots
Your man is priceless, if your man's loyal
Better give that man a raise or end up paying for it
If you cut it, call it Jam Master Jay
No Adidas but I rock a brick a day
Talk about the jewels outta n***a reach
N***a please, so I came back with a bigger piece
You still smokin' weed on your car chase
I'm pullin' off the car lot screaming: "God’s great!"
Before the crib you gotta clear the guard's gate
Elevators like Frank's on Scarface
New Presidential had that pavé
Like a G, I gave the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over

[Interlude]
For me to move forward from here on I need 50
I ain't talking 50 Cent neither n***a, haha
[Verse 2]
I came back a rich n***a
Young mogul, Bo Jackson, I'm a switch hitter
They want me face down on the pavement
Gang members claimin' I need to make a payment
It's hard for a young black executive
Can't you see we're all fucking relatives
Relatively easy we can go to war
Fuck it, we can go to war
Chasing me a hundred million, that's inshallah
Fresh up out the Feds system, welcome home Jabar
I watch him pray five times a day, n***a
Same one that used to moved the yay' n***a
AK's in his heyday, n***a
Benz coupe, wood frames, low fade, n***a
Got the cubans, got the boats, got the zoes, n***a
Cocaine worth much more than gold, n***a
So what's your goals, n***a?
All my shit went gold, n***a

[Verse 3]
I remember smokin' mid grade
'Til I went and got my shit straight
I'm spittin' like this bitch a mixtape
'Til they seen a Ghost with a temp plate
Sittin' in the trap blowing thick smoke
Trafficking my dope, with a thick ho
Feds tore apart the squad, n***a
That's why I had to play the part, n***a
That wasn't me, it was a job, n***a
It gets deeper, that was just a start, n***a
Screamin' in my sleep, I know Lord hear me
Death to you fuckboys, on my 4th Bentley
[Outro]
Gangsta, n***a
Rich is gangsta, n***a
This is gangsta, n***a
Yeah, rich is gangsta, n***a
You know where we came from
Look where we at