[Verse 1: Skeme] Kilo wrapped 'round my neck Wanted 'round for a check Hundred bets n***a bet Money, power and respect Model b**hes with me wet f** her 'till she out of breath New n***as thinking you gangsta I f** around and buy ya set Still ballin' ain't sh** changed Sitting court side at a Knick game Did the right thing no Spike Lee You don't know another n***a like me THUG-E-S-T to the sight Cartier cover my eyes They wanna know what the f** else could I want That revenue be my reply [Hook] They don't even make 'em like me now days They don't even make 'em like me now days I done lost count of all the money I make They don't even make 'em like me nowdays n***a They don't even make 'em like me now days They don't even make 'em like me now days Bought a new coupe, had to tell a bad b**h with me work They don't even make 'em like me now days (work) [Verse 2: Skeme] BVSs on my wrist Crooked, too legit to quit High as a sky scraper screaming, "Hi, haters" crack a seal pint and sip Hope you n***as ain't forget I'm the n***a with the hits Ball on these n***as and b**hes I feel like Michael Jordan back in '96 (ball out) Call me Skeme, call me crooked, call me anything that you want to but broke Stuntin' homie, money on me looking like I'm meeting papi at the boat Type of sh** that make them alphabet boys look at you like you still selling dope Its billions of n***as out here in these streets and still I'm the realist ya know [Hook] (Instrumental rides out) [Hook]