Three grams in the wood, I'm just tryna touch the sky
Feelin' like fuck the world 'cause life's a bitch, then you die
Barely sleepin' nowadays days 'cause my dreams came alive
Bad bitch by my side, she my angel in disguise
Had to switch it up, I'm playin' it like the big leagues
Niggas throwin' shade, I'm restin' up under money trees
Before you hit my line, just know that you gon' pay the fees
Stay ten toes forever, I'm reppin' double C's
Get a whiff, this how this real shit really 'posed to feel
Hot boy in the cold world, that's why a nigga chill
Hit Cali with my white boy, we in Laguna Hills
Far from where I wanna be, but trust, I don't miss a meal'
Stay locked in 'cause every dog got his day
Yeah, self-made niggas, bitch, I can pull my own weight
How you a bum and a hater, bitch, move around, you in the way
Shit, when I hopped in the game, my only thought was make a play
I used to want the fame, shit changed over time
Now I'm all about the money, haters mad, I'm doin' fine
They see I got a peace of mind, now they want a piece of mine
You ain't the first or the last, pick a number, get in line
I can't care about what a nigga think
cnd I can give a fuck what a bitch feel
I'm standin' on business 'bout mine
'Cause in them situations, trust, I done kept it real
I'm a simple man with a simple plan just to get them bands
The gossip and the small talk, I never been a fan
Might get a nigga dog walk for speakin' on the Grands
Some niggas never played the game and speakin' from the stands
You weird as hell, you out here speakin' on another man
You know what they say, niggas talk more than bitches do
My eyes on the prize, it's clear as day, we got different views
Man, I could teach a class 'bout this shit, yeah, I'm really schooled
She know I'm the biggest mood
'Cause I make her feel better than them other niggas do
When I get off and that pussy go 2 live, crew
Feelin' like Uncle Luke when I'm doin' what I do
On the low, watch me move
'Cause I don't play the scene unless I'm gettin' paid
Regular nigga, I be movin' like I got it made
I ain't gotta say I'm real, the streets givin' praise
Gettin' better as I age, now it's money over fame I used to fame
I used to want the fame, shit changed over time
Now I'm all about the money, haters mad I'm doin' fine
They see I got a peace of mind, now they want a piece of mine
You ain't the first or the last, pick a number, get in line
I can't care about what a nigga think
cnd I can give a fuck what a bitch feel
I'm standin' on business 'bout mine
'Cause in them situations, trust, I done kept it real