Yeah, Birdman. Always. Priceless. Cash money. Young money. New money. Swagged out. Uptown. We in the building. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. What up Kevin? I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. Ride, fly, always on chrome. Birds fly, count when we get home. Big money in the garbage can. New money every time we land. Big houses. New cars. Uptown. Third wall. On the wall with platinum plaques. In the club through a hundred stacks. She fly. My kind. And I brought her inside. She saw the marble floor. Poppin' bottles blowin' drawers. She like just how I live. Private jets from Beverly Hills. Hundred mil on a platinum floor. Hundred mil my son can blow. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want the world. You want the pussy. I want the pearl. I want the life. I want tonight. My fruits of labor. I want them ripe. Private flight. Money gets stacked to the highest height. Better get your math and science right. But I want the drama. God and light. I want the hype. But I don't believe it. I want it all. But I know I don't need it. Man, I just want what's due. And I want you. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. I want it all. Yeah, big diamond ring, yeah, yeah. I want it all. Diamond face, hundred on one street. Every day, do it like it's no sleep. Round the way, toast because we got heat. Hundred Gs and a chopper. New fleet. No money, never get no time. Get money, stay on a nigga mind. Price list, strapped on a nigga street. Uptown, YMC, M-B. Gotta get it, *** crime. Get money all the time. Gotta know about me. Birdman, O-G. Paula Davis, do it to the sunshine. Tattoos, bloodline on mine. Billionaires, that's what it's about, nigga. Billionaires, we get wild, nigga. I want it all. I want it all. Big car, big house. I want it all. Yeah, just like that, baby. I want it all. YMC, M-B. That's what it is. I want it all. Big money, homie. I want it all.