[Hook]
Yeah, I'm taking n***as' lunch money
Too bad, I was f**ing hungry
Real n***as don't notice you
I'm the only dopeboy quotable
[Verse 1]
Pocket get me everything I want
Riding 'round with Miguel Cotto in the trunk
What I'm cooking in the kitchen, n***as
Bobby Brown, New Edition, n***as
What I'm wearing in this blizzard, n***a
Mink, leather or it's lizard, n***a
St. Laurent, I'm in all layers
The mannequin to you ballplayers
Shout out my Mac 11 monster
Grew up on Nintendo playing Contra
And though that n***a only 5'9
100 bodies on his timeline
What's the price of success?
Lost my b**h, bought a chef
The 911 cost 211
Watch looking like a j**eler's heaven
Hottest 7, I'm so alive
Your bank account Swiss, n***a, so is mine
This is crime by design
If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Mami tryna land a Sinatra
So she don't f** n***as with Apple watches
Cause Rolex shopping is more exciting
Shout out to dopeboy LED 16 swipers
Howard homecoming kingpins
Movie on my neck with the screen gems
Me and my n***a havin' bottle wars
40 thousand on the floor when them bottles pour
Spill, n***a, a Blu Ray to your DVD
You might've caught me on TMZ
Cameo tryna sue a n***a
f** 'em, cause I party hard like it's three of me
America's still abusing us and 9/11 is the Ku Klux
So why wouldn't I fire back when everyday a n***a shooting us?
True enough, I'm out of line
You better stand for something before you out of time
This is crime by design
If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind
[Hook]