Too Much money ain't enough money Came in the game what you take from me Pouring champagne with my Campaign Presidential Rollie I just copped it hope it ease the pain I don't know who my day one is But I don't give a f*** I got up on my A1 Sh*t And ya'll really think I wasn't dropping another cla**ic Was saving it for the tape but f*** it ya'll can have it Studio time is nothing Money is nothing Money ain't a thang naw really I'm fronting Only n**** can say that is Jay He got 500k Still blowing money from back in the day It's cray And ya'll still vibing to pound cake Blew up off a freestyle listen n**** meanwhile I been still trying to find myself And in the process I think I'm starting to find my wealth I'm not supposed to be here I'm too real for this sh*t They need to start paying me a hundred mill for this sh*t Quote it And why you steady asking who wrote it You a Punta n**** Wusa n**** When they hear my verse the hood going bezurk You wanna go verse for verse I put you up in the hearse I'm the new n**** putting on for the new school Listening to old school Cash rules everything around me cream get the money Dollar dollar bill All my n****'s drug dealers they got work to sale But pigs trynna put my n****'s in the ville Skipping rocks on the block trying to dodge a cell
Well I been here for like 24 straight hours And already claimed that the world ours Seeing Bi*** n****'s all in my peripheral k**ing instrumentals call that sh*t an accidental Haaaaaa Uh, I'm the new Frank Sanatra Rolling up the ganga my n****'s we at the opera Cla**ic sh*t cus I'm cla**ical, I want a French b**** That's always down to f*** Out Paris, wine pouring, bonjour'in Think how the f** I get her n**** this not normal I was in the hood a couple weeks ago Now I'm chilling with the hood on European coast Uh It crazy how life change I had some slight change In my pocket dreams of whipping the white Range Pull up in the hood back then you trying to ball I'm pull up in the hood they like damn n**** you balling Six told me keep rep'n you know I got'em my n**** You know Na**awadox always gonna be the mission I f***'n the rap game missionary k**ing all these lame n****'s N**** you wearing the crown like you the king in the sh*t I run laps around n****'s and got a ring in this sh*t I got 6 and still trynna pa** Jordan But this a different game it's a whole different sport man Koby trynna do it, I'm trynna do it Pound cake flow in case you ain't notice This the new rules for the new school Spit some real sh*t I know it not what you use to