(It's no music like this no more, bro)

I get high 'til I can't talk
All my hoes exotic
First, I park my car, then I crash the party
I caught your ho at the hotel, I told her
"Don't tell nobody"
I don't got too much options
But income in my outcome
I ran up the hundreds
Finessin' and juggin', i go get the money
I feel like Craig daddy
I got that shit on me
How much money can I spend?
How much power can you gain with
The world in your hands?
I asked her, do she love
The kid? And she say, "yeah"
Goddamn, it's some real money up in here

It's not clicking for these other niggas
Feel like I know a unknown
Language with these bad bitches
It's like the hundreds
They attracted to my pocket linen
I wake, get fresh, and then I go and get it
I count up chicken, run up digit's
I'm on a money mission
I hop up out that coupe
I found some money, lost the roof
I hit LA hoes by the twos
House in the Hills, the crib got views
I wake up fresh as hell even on my day off
I get high as fuck
I think I'm finna take off

I get high 'til I can't talk
All my hoes exotic
First, I park my car, then I crash the party
I caught your ho at the hotel, I told her
"Don't tell nobody"
I don't got too much options
But income in my outcome
I ran up the hundreds
Finessin' and juggin', i go get the money
I feel like Craig daddy
I got that shit on me
How much money can I spend?
How much power can you gain with
The world in your hands?
I asked her, do she love
The kid? And she say, "yeah"
Goddamn, it's some real money up in here