Y'all niggas 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 ‘em shots.
Your man is priceless if your man's loyal,
Better give that man a raise, you end up payin' 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 nigga reach,
Nigga, please, so I came back with a bigger piece.
You still smokin' weed on your car chase,
I'm pullin' off the car lot screamin', “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.
For me to move forward from here on I need fifty,
I ain't talkin' 50 Cent neither, nigga, ha, ha, ha!
[Verse 2:]
I came back a rich nigga,
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 fuckin' relatives?
Relatively easy we can go to war,
Fuck it, we can go to war!
Chasin' me a hundred million, that's Insh'Allah,
Fresh up out the Feds system, welcome home, Jabar!
I watch him pray five times a day, nigga,
Same one that used to moved the yay, nigga.
AK's in his heyday, nigga,
Benz coupe, wood frames, low fade, nigga,
Got the cubans, got the boats, got the Zoes, nigga,
Cocaine worth much more than gold, nigga.
So what's your goals, nigga?
All my shit went gold, nigga.
[Verse 3:]
I remember smokin' mid grade
Till I went and got my shit straight.
I'm spittin' like this bitch a mixtape,
Till they seen a Ghost with a temp plate.
Sittin' in the trap blowin' thick smoke,
Traffickin' my dope with a thick ho,
Feds tore apart the squad, nigga,
That's why I had to play the part, nigga.
That wasn't me, it was a job, nigga,
It gets deeper, that was just a start, nigga.
Screamin' in my sleep, I know Lord hear me,
Death to you fuckboys on my fourth Bentley.
Gangsta, nigga,
Rich is gangsta, nigga.
This is gangsta, nigga,
Yeah, rich is gangsta, nigga.
You know where we came from,
Look where we at!