Yeah, you gotta turn me up in the headphones some more A little bit more, it's a teeny bit Turn me up, Chris So many mother***in' hunnids, you gotta make it part two I'm not in competition with my homies I'm whippin' the competition in the Rollies I knew my opposition never knew me They wouldn't be opposition if they know me I made a proposition to my hitters I told them, knock them down if you owe me I just been slidin' round, hittin' buildings We movin', we got pounds in them 40s Them niggas got shot down, we was whorin' My homie a op now, so we on him I was like 16 with them act on me Deep in the field like it's Pop Warner Where did the *** seem? Niggas crapped on me When they got real, try to slide on us I made some ends, put the gods on it We keepin' it real, niggas not And my homie is heavy, got put in a casket And I'm mad at him cause he died on us Just love his viewing and I told his mom Every time that she cry, we gon' slide on her I look you niggas right there in the eye And I ain't surprised you ain't ride for us How would you feel if you met some realest niggas And they suicide on you? How would you feel? When you so lit that you can't tell if the love real If I can't tell you nothin', I tell you how I thought feel And you ain't rich, nigga, your stash can't pay my drug bill Pussy Nigga, this expensive pain, pull an expensive ring Nigga, I spent some change He got drug money That's the expensive game I got expensive shooters He got expensive aim You know it's love, Uzi That's the expensive name I'm goin' hard on my back to the wall I was like, Jay is just plumbin' and fakin' There's no way they matchin' me off Who really gon' see me if we gettin' busy And we sayin' rap when it's ball I won't even practice, I go triple platinum And they sayin' that was a walk I sent my Rollie up to a richer mill Went to trenches with some young niggas Try and tell him how this rich *** really feel You ain't never been in the field With them late nights up in the drill With them great whites locked in the cell Like Josh ain't no redemption I was a rich nigga in the prison I was strippin' up and niggas pointin' round I was a rich nigga on a mission I was motivated, I was white smoochie I was broke nigga in the kitchen I was chasin' millions when they said I couldn't I was hard-headed, I ain't listen Kinda glad that I never did Now when y'all made it out the trench, yeah All of my money is new All of my money is blue Riddle me this, I'm supposed to go get the money And keep doin' favors and give all my money to who You keep tellin' me niggas keep tellin' you what Why they be runnin' to you And why every time niggas talk about me and it's bad They keep comin' to you I never got that part Nigga know you my man But every time he wanna talk bad about me He come to you and you come to me like a ho-ass nigga So slap the *** out you *** it Woo! Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids My homie here hot but he know how I rock So he know that I'm ready, however he comin' We done went up on these niggas like 70 nothing They talkin' bout bodies, we talkin' bout millions We talkin' bout money, they talkin' bout killin' I gotta go to the bathroom as soon as I walk in the building You know I don't live Walk in, I'm tuggin' and passin' the goods No look out, sister, you know I ain't slippin' Kinda intruder, just me, I'm like one of my savages Nigga, you know I ain't trippin' I can't get distorted, I'm ballin' like Jordan We slidin' with torches, we towin' them pimpin' Let's *** what niggas think I done be laughin' to the bank I done pulled up with the presidential on my wrist And this bitch hit like Hillary I was just in the kitchen whippin' Hannah Montana Like my name was Billy Ray And I better have me a hundred million dollars On these niggas before I be 28 Remember back when them bitches weren't lovin' me Twenty thousand, I bet she ain't doubtin' me I'm on point, ain't no bitch out here runnin' me Lamborghini, the same color bumblebee Pull up callin' the same color butterseeds In the game, ain't no young nigga touchin' me Yeah, she know I'm the *** and she know that I'm rich Every time that I ***, she nuttin' me I'm on point, ain't no bitch out here runnin' me Twenty thousand, I bet she ain't doubting me