[Intro: Neako]
This is the ultimate
Or better yet it's like
It's like the inevitable
There's no other level but this n***a
[Chorus: Neako]
Money talks
And bullsh** walks
Let's just keep it real
Tell my b**h the day you leave
You better be dressed to k**
Girl, all I know is getting money and putting up with my team
These n***as sleeping
I'm wide awake, plus living out my dream
Cause I'm going on, going on, going on, going on, going on, going on, going on
And now I'm, going strong, going strong, going strong, going strong
Going strong, going strong, going strong, going strong
[Verse 1: Neako]
Imagine where I'm stayin though
Living good and eating steak
Just chillin with my fam though
Pant leg all camo
Bandana type like I'm Rambo
I can't go, where they can't go
I do smoke but they can't smoke!
May do with that SS
Now I'm on the way to that Lambo!
Hard man, I wish pops was here
But he's gone, I know everything
I'm sure of what not to fear
Being insane is what got me here
I was there when the block was clear
Young a** n***as with the old rules
A couple of grand to get you out of here
She in the hood I take her outta there
Now that's lingerie plus outer wear
[?] Montclairs a designer gear
Poolside I got her there
And she's sitting here
Just wondering in the days what got her there
While I'm in the streets
Getting so hot its lava in there
Yes, n***as going act up
When we meet I guarantee it's gonna feel like you gonna hit a Mack truck
Plus n***a no bad luck
Anything that came our way
Show me how to think faster
How to get paid until it don't matter, yeah!
[Chorus: Neako]
[Verse 2: Neako]
Ridin round my city slow
You all should know just what I see
I put it in my videos
Mama good, she way up
Just chillin on her patio
Me I'm out here thuggin
Driving fast, out here f**ing all them girls
That claim they love me, and they want me
And they need me, when that's
Only for the moment
When I'm there you and see me
But when I'm gone, you're on your own
You're not home watching TV
You're in every club, in every face
Up in every n***a eating
And those n***as that you're f**ing with
They keep me on repeatin
You'll be praying that
The same n***as don't ask you "do we speak?"
Damn made n***a got real lost
Real lost that I may
Young a** n***a with old ways
[?] Steal balls and God made
Money came and I got paid
Stress stayed and hate came
Pops died that's more pain
That's more weed that's high grade
Plus bad hoes and champagne
Louis coats when we in the rain
With nothing to lose, everything to gain
[Chorus: Neako]