Got some rules to the game
Twin turbo yeah Tia and Tamera
Coupe parked front, Blue Ribbon eating Toro
Gotta watch your back, niggas greezy, dawg
Gotta be careful
I gotta leave my bitch, throw a tantrum
I don't care, though
Money made it easy
The gang's still unfair tho
When I ask for a piece of the pie, they ain't share, though
A5 Wagyu with the bone marrow
Yeah, 68, Chevelle, please don't touch but you can stare though
She like the finer things baby, me too
We fuss and fight over the minor things, what else is new
She think that Forti's finna buy her things, I ain't the fool
I mean, I might if we was vibing, but she wasn't that cool

What beat I didn't float
Damn, it's been about a month of Sunday since I've been broke
Yeah, everybody in my city taxed, so I hit em low
Could've fucked up the whole market, but I didn't though
I show niggas pity, niggas know that 40's bout his bag and all my niggas get it
If you finna make some money, better stand on your business

Purple Tag Polo and some oval-shades
I asked what your plug sold it to you, cause you overpaid
You should've rolled with me
Sky-Dweller rollie brown face like some rosary
Count a bag before I go to sleep
Pull up on her block, big Audi baby know its me
Had to switch the ice the a plane so they don't know its me
Gotta move smart, when you making just as much as me
Porsche Turbo, tan bucket seats
Made out my town, God willing and luckily
Yeah she like me now, but I wonder would she fuck with me
When I was down and I didn't have nothing to eat
Probably so a been a real nigga
Still the same nigga, never change, just my bills bigger
Karmas a bitch, but I just deal with her
I know it's not a race, but we already know the real winner
Haha, it's a cold world, shit get greasy