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