[Verse]
Made it through the pen two times for the n***a here
I ain't seen too many motherf**ers that a n***a fear
VS1's in my chain n***a, hella clear
012 is over so I'm focused on another year
Everybody talking bout sh** that they don't ever do
I be at the club tellin' all the bouncers "let 'em through"
I don't need accountants, I be countin' all my revenue
Countin' all these zeros, remind me of the letter Q
I got promo, no h*mo, I hit the hoes in slo-mo
These b**hes know that I'm a star and I ain't talkin' no Romo
They rep my logo, got it on their T-shirt
Y'all n***as playing for second and third, we first
Lamborghinis, Maseratis, motherf**ing Bentley Coupes
n***as selling their soul for fame, n***a here's the truth
Yup, I think so, I know so, that's real sh**
Illuminatis and masons and white Jews, they rule sh**
But I'm true sh**, trials and tribulations, I done been through it
Last year was 50 racks, you know I ran through it
Yeah, they try to tell me I ain't on
But they maid, mommas and girlfriends be singing all of my songs
Something, they ain't had enough
I think these n***as mad as f**
Why you n***as mad at us?
On holidays I'm the one to come through with the chicken truck
Smoking sticky weed and my swisher sweet
I got like 10 bands in my jeans
I went to jail and didn't miss a beat
My weed kickin like Bruce Lee
In the airport like "who, me?", got two chains, no Tity Boi
Sippin slow, ridin' clean, laying love on my city boi
Commissary, I maxed out, did my time and I came home
New whip, a new b**h and my competition on the same song