[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