[Verse 1]
Mo' Power to you nothin' a**, buck a** n***as
Twenty-Eighteen, I be countin' my riches
No belt, blue rags holdin' up my britches
Might toss the rims and throw the Cutla** on switches
n***a's sh** declinin' so now they wanna holla
I ain't take no loans, I'm out really gettin' dollars
n***a this a business on some Crip sh**
I used to see your girlfriend on some pimp sh**
In east max had a squabble with your homie
When he hit me I dropped him, next thing lets get it over
G [?] shinin' while I'm switchin' these lanes
Hoes on [?] screamin' out my name
b**h, I'm a player, gangster, pimp, mac
Had a forty squeezed on me and I lived through that
Don't come around here askin' no questions
'Cause I'mma a**ume that yo' a** is a detective
[Chorus]
b**h, we gon' ride
Look up at the sky
I'm just doin' my job
Ballin 'til i die
And we gon' go for it, go for it, go
Go for it, go for it, go
Go for it, go for it, go
Go for it, go for it, go
[Verse 2]
Mo' money to me mean more sh** to do
What's crumbs to me might be rich to you
If you be good to me, then you gon' come up
Hold the A.K. tight if they run up
These G-Star jeans and the clock nine match
Sleep [?] when he came from Sacs
Fly Crip n***a catch a flight get wit'cha
Jumped on a Yacht with some fly a** b**hes
I'm a different kinda n***a with a different kinda swag
Bust different kinda moves, get a different kinda bag
Learned everything I know from the streets
Ain't never had a job but I'm always eatin'
Get it how I live
Brand new wheels
Swear this the year that I'm gon' touch mils
And still keep a hood rat in the cut 'cause I don't give a f**
I'm at the moon when I hit 'em up
[Chorus]
b**h, we gon' ride
Look up at the sky
I'm just doin' my job
Ballin 'til i die
And we gon' go for it, go for it, go
Go for it, go for it, go
Go for it, go for it, go
Go for it, go for it, go