Verse 1:
n***a I'm educated
I ain't talking no college
n***a I never made it
I ain't smoking no garbage
n***a I'm hella faded
I make a movie you n***as
Just stick to picture taking
Paper making while your stories all fabricated
b**hes in my section with they a**es shaking
She just obsessing, we s**in Montego Bay Jamaica
I'm k**ing everything ain't no need for a respirator
I'm getting cheese my n***a I'm such a cheddar maker
I got a crib in the woods living on hella acres
I'm still good in my hood from 36 to Crater
Come get some money you can f** them dirty b**hes later
You looking bum and start your sentence with "I need a favor"
I bet I sh** on these n***as who wanna make a wager?
I'm on my sh** on you n***as, I'm 'bout that paper label
I came up on you n***as I'm like a elevator
Rest in peace Nate Dogg I'm bumping regulator
I'm bout my business and my business style is now and later
Look in the mirror I say f** a hundred thousand haters
Just left the club and they paid a hundred thousand baby
n***a remember when I used to have a silver RAZR
The flip phone told your baby mama call me later
Huh cut her yeah I cut her now she call me razor
She got a bag of some shoes I did your a** a favor
Another b**h in my crew but she love a p**y eater
Her name caramel I treat her like my favorite flavor
Verse 2:
Uh, she say she stay poppin when she rockin with her girlfriend
Okay that's okay, yeah you just go and bring your girl in
She say keep going like we was going to the world end
Left it on her neck right next to where her mama pearls is
Bottles and sparkles they coming back to back to back and back and back
I'm flipping dollars my paper remind me of a acrobat
Shoot for the stars maybe I f** the lady astronaut
Toast to the broads they get they paper with they a**es out
I'm in Atlanta yeah in Atlanta like my old crib
I'm going hammer, I'm going hammer like some toes is
This n***as cowards, these n***as acting like some hoes is
I want the power you want to sell out like my show is
I probably love her, yeah I love her like my last b**h
Beautiful mother f**er just look how big her a** is
Shout to the b**hes where all my b**hes you a bad b**h
These b**hes sour, these b**hes sour like the patch kids
Wait for the moment it's never coming like the past is
Na na the past isn't, you n***as past missing
I'm reality rich, you n***as cash wishing
n***a my palms itching, n***as you all b**hes
I'm a stop right there
Whoop!