[Intro]
Anybody
OKE
I need anybody
It's the moment ya'll been waiting for
Anybody I need
Anybody I need
Interscope, we had a good run right?
Ha ha
[Verse 1]
Listening to that Drake album like oh sh**
This n***a Drizzy got me thinking 'bout my old b**h
You know what? f** that b**h, f** that b**h
You got some bottles in your section, you can f** that b**h
Jesus piece was a motherf**er
Gotta thank God like a motherf**er
Interscope ain't promote that ho
But Jimmy Iovine still my motherf**er
I'm back like Joe Budden hair if he grow it
I just signed with Cash Money, yeah n***a, you know it
Spending all my motherf**in' money in LIV
Like goddamn b**h, can a motherf**er live?
Can a motherf**er live?
Can a motherf**er live?
Brand new deal, drop top 'gatti
Coconut grove, can a motherf**er LIV?
Fly as a jet, motherf**in' lear
MIA buzzing like a motherf**ing beer
Real n***a here, real n***a career
Body any rap n***a, I'm so sincere
Six bottles Ciroc, couple hoes in here
Couple old n***as from a 4-4 in here
n***a ain't dolo here
Got Desert Eagles under n***as' Polo here
b**h bag back so my logo clear
It's Rich Gang. Dollar signs on the big chain
Ain't nothing new, I've been f**ing with Wayne
[Hook]
Hanging out that window, throwing West Side up, like Pac and you know
In the club with Stunna popping off and you know
20K at king of diamonds b**h, and you know
California king ho, just so you know
And you know
And you know
And you know
Just so you know
[Verse 2]
Listening to this Big Sean like, "Oh sh**"
My lil n***a Kendrick k**s you on your own sh**
But I f** with Sean, it's just Compton, n***a
I helped him get his Jesus piece back from the monsters, n***a
I've been the middle man for rap n***as and j**elry
n***as ask me find they sh** like I'm motherf**in' Siri
IPhone, S n***a, five homes, yes n***a
New coupe snap back with the roof
Hunned 80 proof, gotta throw it back to proof
Air Jordan Ones, North Carolina
I'm k**ing these b**hes like Rae Carruth
They salute like soldiers, n***a
Been woke the game up like Folgers n***a
Treat em like lawn chairs, fold a n***a
Still got the West Coast on my shoulders, n***a
Key to the city, rap polices is watching
Hundred thousand on funerals
b**hes calling me Robin
Cause I'm a hood n***a, doing good, n***a
I'm God's favorite, I wish you would n***a
[Hook]