[Hook]
My mama always told me I would have the hits
She wasn't alive to see me have a hit
Had to make decisions, go and hit the road
[Verse 1]
That was back when Keisha and Nelly had a kid
n***a had to sell about a quarter ounce
Sold pop of front of summin' like a who*e house
He said why you never get to see me at the crib
Step mama moved in, n***a so I bounced
Real sh**, if I had to sell a quarter water
Only thing I gotta do I get rent pay
Told the teachers, n***a I'mma be a f**in' rebel
Dropped out next week, that was 10th grade
Yeah, rich young n***a, I came up
Told you n***as I would get my change up
Put 7 8 9 10 chains up
f** the gram
This show me where I came from
Yo
Know we in the place
Hit the Ricky Bobby with the .40 on my waist
Gold grill shinin' like a Rollie in my face
I just hit a point like I'm Kobe with the play
Talkin' to the kid, dawg, n***as pissed off
We came here after the plays lift off
n***a, you are now talkin' to the kid, foo'
Lot of n***as talk the sh** but they ain't really with the sh**
For a rich n***a, rich n***a
All my n***as stars, when you see us
You are lookin' at a big dipper
Oh boy, oh God, let a n***a win, we gon' buy the whole store
One umbrella, yeah
I told you n***as I told you n***as
[Hook]
My mama always told me I would have the hits
She wasn't alive to see me have a hit
Had to make decisions, go and hit the road
[Verse 2]
Young black n***a stickin' to the code
Had a court case I done tossed that
Couple ex b**hes I divorced that
I remember when I could not afford that
Couldn't even sign for it, had to forge that
Eh, money on my mind, got the ambition and the grind
Hang a f** n***a like he dryin'
One twelfth rhyme
Bout to order stake with the fries
Used to eat the main chow chicken with the salad one time
Every n***a workin' in the trap
Pray to Lord, help you if you servin' with the strap
Wait, J., you know I deserve me a plaque
If it ain't comin' to me, n***a, I murder a track
I'm a rich young n***a from the 416
Same b**hes hatin' they be on my dick
Every year boy, we real heavy ova here, boy
I waited for my time, now the sh** is finally here, boy
[Interlude]
Finally here boy
My n***as finally here boy
All the sh** up in a year boy
Standing right here boy
It's clear boy
When I step up in the airport, hold up
Wall to wall money, I done did it
n***a I'm the truth and I admit it
Contracts gettin' written I'm the n***a
Air Jordan, my nation, Scottie Pippen
k**as on the payroll
They'll shoot it if I say so
2014, I ain't really for the beef
I just want the f**in' peso
Yeah, and the cheese with the queso
100 G in the case, Lord
We was just some lil n***as last year
Playin' with them lil things off safe mode
Young n***a, had to get the money and the funds quicker
I don't wanna have n***as sleepin' on my sh**
After a n***a dropped this one