Lyricist : Faris Al-Majed/Ahmad Balshe/Jeremie Damon Pennick/Richard Muñoz/Sami Hamed

Composer : Faris Al-Majed/Ahmad Balshe/Jeremie Damon Pennick/Richard Muñoz/Sami Hamed

Nearly half the record amount of c*****e seized last year

Came in one operation busted in November

Eight hundred kilograms of c*****e

Were discovered and six people charged

I play to win my old foes tryna make amends

Who

Just 'cause we got the same enemies that don't make us friends

Nothing's makin' sense I'm watchin' angels sin

I'm seein' demons repent for now I play the fence

When I got nothin' left to give that's when they take offense

Life through these black shaded tints Maybach Mercedes Benz

They came and went like pretend friends and the latest trends

Underdog **** an undercard I'm the main event ugh

My body covered in tattoos and battle scars

Made it through the dark I guess the sky was out of stars

Late nights so high we don't say "Hi" we say "Safe flight"

My energy big I feel like Frank White

Uh

Money on the table like the poker stars

I send your b***h to Vegas where they overcharge

Uh in the kitchen whippin' culinary

Ah

I smoke so much I'm ****in' up my pulmonary huh

I got two b*****s one a ratchet and one my wife

One I c**k before bed the other I kiss good night

I know money made y'all soft not us I'm still hungry

Y'all make enough just to pay bills monthly and feel comfy

Any b***h I bought a bag for trust me she carry yay

I used to rarely play now every day it's Perrier

I stood on this ferry late I was trappin' but barely ate

Now I got water in my jewelry case like Erie Lake yeah

You know it's money on the table like the poker stars n***a

Like the poker stars

And I can make you famous when the coke dissolve

It's hard to trust n***a s they only begin off loyal

So the best advice somebody could give you is get a lawyer mother****er

Too much stress I was playin' chess with the reaper

Million-dollar man puttin' rappers in a sleeper

I mean this s**t is crazy they say I'm actin' different lately

Fool's gold I swear to God this s**t fugazi

In the kitchen chickens on me whippin' gravy

And life's a b***h but baby that's the b***h that raised me

Life's a b***h but baby that's the b***h that raised me

Life's a b***h but baby that's the b***h that raised me