Talk about it make em talk about it

Life to me is currency prosperity I got it

And your life to me is lifeless

Like its livin' on life support

I license everything in my wallet

Lightest boy with the biggest heart

N***a play your part or parallel park

Your ego next to me and violence

Next to me is definitely no one

I'm one of one

And I musta won that from anybody

Who had it or better yet forgot it

Mack in the back of a 'Lac with a mac

In the back of a 'Lac

With a latch on the back of the trunk

Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back

Till he's off balance

And I'm back in the front of the front of the future

When you are mentioning talent

And I'm in the back in the back of the block

With a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance

Iraq on the block key watch for the block or whatever

And cut no cut more guns more guts f**k boy you

F**ked up twice you f**ked considerin' you drownin'

Die in a lake with a date with a catfish

Back flip head first smilin'

C cry in the face of Jesus we

Just pray we keep on stylin'

On you b***hes TDE YMCMB business b***h

Okay n***a riding in a May be

And I'm probably with baby

Don't talk n***a f**k you pay me

Intercept your b***h like Bailey

Okay big money on this side

100 grand for the whip my b***h drive

Need a new safe money getting too high

Dead presidents all in my Levis

Boy I swear this n***a be swagging

And I'm living lavish

Might cop me an Aston Martin on 'em

Anything I drive I own 'em

Bad b***h and that a*s ain't normal

Gotta put that pound game on her

Beat it up she deep in a coma

I'm super paid 2 shows a day

My rollie gold no time to waste

What it do Berg my f**kin' brother

Keep that pistol by me like my lovely momma

Hot as the summer cold as the winter

Stay on them charts

I heard that they plotting my timber

Young n***a got a lot of flows

Any n***a don't believe me

I make it look easy easy out of control

Box full of choppers hand on the trigger

Uptown gangsta get it how we get it

Third Ward soldier suicide rider

Militant minded hundred mill on the counter

Hand pearly rug n***a flame on the Bugatti

Christian Louboutin Chanel for my models

Higher than Bugatti n***a fishing on the fish scales

Nose diving for them hundreds strapped up making mail

Fr fresher than I been before

Higher than we even been shining on them 24's

Junior doing time ho

On the grind ho while he doing time ho

Ya know

The time is money and money still was made baby

Eight months ain't stop nothing n***a

It's like jail was third base and

My lil' n***a still came home ya understand

I'm from the hood where b***hes

Hold coke in they baby diapers

That's why when the babies

Grow up d**n they be like us

I came a long ways from

Rhyming up in crazy cyphers

Man I'm so happy my lil'

Brother came home from Rikers

Shout out to BP Thugga Flow and

Fail Boy

My flow Lucifer I spit hell boy

My heart numb ain't no pain I can't withstand

And I hold my n***as down boy like a kickstand

Get off my nuts stop acting like a b***h fam

Lil' n***a finish puberty grow ya own d**k d**n

I went from watching time fly on Earl and Red porch

To cruising through the streets of Miami in a red Porsche

Me and Stunna fly we should join the Air Force

Stand up n***as the f**k you brought them chairs for

I went from making money from people with crack habits

To thanking God I'm in a whole a nother tax bracket