[Hook] Atleast they know it's Christmas Eve But tomorrow what will they believe They know it's Christmas Eve But tomorrow what will they see [Verse 1] What do they need What do they believe Is it really that? Or is it this seed Makin' me feel some type of way That they laws don't want us paid Can't go where we wanna go Can't grow what doubles my dough While u grow bad kids and sell em like blow Makin' my work, I just need shows Makin' this money while rakin' in dro Need some mo been awhile tho Thats what I want, or maybe more peace And maybe more beats A'lil more fans and not just the streets Makin' me bold makin' me eat Makin' it stack so promotion is free No need to compete in my own league [Hook] [Refrain and Instrumentation] [Verse 2] Memphis style, been bout Gs Call me 2Gz..melt it like cheese Then spit a track about bein' on beat I miss these sweets eat em like beats Beauty and the Beast, rockin' JC Penny Laughin' at ya money cause I'm still too silly Really do it big man I'm reppin' two cities Man I love 2 Chainz, but I still call em Tity Mak Nikova, stay mackin' on Taught by Maxim how to pimp simply If I really need it, ho don't tempt me Been bout pimpin' 10 before 20 Young as a God, and even he's in me, mmmm all this bread All these beats and a Hip Hop vet Private islands that's what I need A helipad a runway I'm good Plenty rockets to bomb these wack crews Makin' sure I'm understood Under your trunk, rattle that wood Call her up do it Like there's nothing to it [Hook]