Turn a five to a ten
A small to a big
Turn a seven to a eight
A hoop to a benz
Making money
Off flips
Stayin out of the trends
Smoking clouds
In the night
Frames tinted
With lense
I start to feel nigga
When im touching on my hunnids
Im a nigga in the butter
Mindset from the gutter
Saving money when i cop
Setting up for my mother
All u niggas
Is some cuffers
Tryna find u a lover
Better get a down chick
Put no one up above her
Still move real smooth
Cant play me like suckas
Ima have to be the one
With the diamonds in colors
With the stacks in the safe
And a book of the numbers
Back on the street
And it took me some summers
Seeing everybody ball
Used to make me just wonder
Am i missing out on some
Tryna focus on commas
Putting money in the safe
Saving stacks for my mama
I was writing in the stu
U was turning it up
U was slow to get to work
I was up on the jump
I was making work lump
U was tryna get crunk
Ghetto Fab in the A
Now my haters is chumps
A Green juice
With the spinach Is him
Looking at myself
Smiling when i step in the gym
Niggas always gotta know
Ima ball on the rim
Never focus on no pussy
Tryna get me lamb
Riding heavy in them drops
Ima get it
If you ready or you not
Gotta get it
Everyday
Im on the clock
Im Hittin switches
In a chevy
Watch it drop
I make moves
Homie watch me move
Im reading books
Ion watch no news
Drinking a smoothie
While im with my goons
I save stacks
Ion blow my blues
Niggas thought
That i was playin
Now they see what im sayin
Pistol grip on my seat
When im outside playin
Never beefing with a nigga
Cus my name too famous
Niggas wanna clout chase
U gotta see what im sayin
Uh
It took a while
But a nigga investing
Had to go and step it up
Wont catch me out flexin
Joggin pants
North face
What im always gon dress in
How yo kids feeling hungry
And u buying a necklace
Naw
I sit cool
When i chill in the back
Let them niggas play the front
While i chill and relax
All the bitches that u cuffin
We den prolly been had
Got her smiling
At the city
When she come to the pad
Having hoes for the broke
I was doing the math
Now i need my new whips
Paid off in the cash
Parking deck
With the whips
When im grabbin a bag
Not bad for a nigga
Who was born in the rags