I woke up like
Yeah I'm a G mo'f**er
b**hes see me and they scream K.O.B mo'f**er
Long way from Smack DVDs mo'f**er
The boy be going hard like M.O.P. mo'f**er
Miss me with that hating or get punished for it
I don't really like these n***as I'm just stuntin' on 'em
Yellow Roley, white diamonds like Eliza
My b**h copped me some Guiseppe she a swiper
f** parole, drove a Bentley up to Rykers
Bought a ghost and said I did it for the lifers
My new b**h got a baby by a ballplayer
Screaming at the TV catch the ball player
I see I said, jealousy I said
Got these p**y a** n***as mad at me I said
But I'm a king do it major like T.I. kids
Hold the crown for the 'stuy just like B.I. did
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I'm about that paper homey f** fame
These n***as got to k** me for these gold chains
Went to sleep dreaming 'bout that c**aine
Woke up screaming money over everything
(Money, money, money
Money over everything [x3])
Woke up screaming money over everything
Woke up like yes real n***a
Staring in the mirror you the best real n***a
Nowadays feeling like it's less real n***as
Look around, I'm what's left real n***a
Money over bullsh**, pistol in my Nudie jean
Broke up with my cute chick
She calling me the groupie king
Can't help it though, woke up in my Elvis mode
Diamonds in my auto, my Versace on my latest ho
Finger to the sky, no f**s given
Then I'm balls out like my pants missing
n***a with an attitude, Ice Cube
f** the couple cheap hoes and high-priced shoes
Black flag gang-related, yeah they hate it
Showed up uninvited, left with a b**h that's famous
Been yelling money, f** fame n***a
Chain swinging like a runaway slave n***a
[Hook]