I'm tired of the hating
This sh** gotta stop
You say you can't hear me
Can you hear me now?
I gotta 100 racks
I throw it in the club
You a broke boy
You be watching, mouth drop
I started from the bottom
Look where I am now
I got a,got a audi
Don't ask me how
These people know me
Like my name is Barack
You boys pelting rocks
I got choppas and they co*ked
I'm dedicated mayne
Most of yall not
You just looking for some bucks
While I'm rapping in a tux
Forget fake friends
Where my real friends at?
Roll my joint
Sit down, let's chat
I'm flexin with your girl
With you, she's not
She say she like my house, she like my car, and my yacht
I rock Louis V
Fendi on my face
Ralph Lauren on
Pull up, skirr, then I'm gone
World Series attitude
Watch me ball
I made it through the struggle
Through the pain and down falls
You can't tell me sh**
All my music legit
Hate on me
Your house get lit
Bang
I'm smoking on this strong and you already know it
I'm ridin round with your girl and uoeno
I'm counting all this cash,Yeah I'm blowin'
You a broke n***a and we all know it