[Verse 1] Street n***as, hood rats, ladies and gentlemen Childish Gambino greater than sign everyone Apples to oranges, Jay Leno to Letterman Got a cool whip and my girl a** gelatin "Fake n***as back in style" naw never that If I'm wrong, see you in hell with hella cash God dammit we the boys with the illest rain Royalty forever and the rest is just a silly game Still wonderin' how to work your girlfriend's genitals Still makin' money off of 30 Rock residuals Money changes everything, these girls are always down to ride Especially if you keep they noses gentrified Money off of curse words, I hope my momma proud of me Man I done it all, so I guess we both prodigies From PJs to PJs, that's projects to privates Now you understand my f**in' mindset, let 'em know