I said b***h I'm gon get money and that's with or without you
Youngin doing your thing, you coming up, they gon doubt you
That's why I pull up in this foreign just to stunt on these haters
Then I pull these racks out just to show that we made it
I say f*ck these other niggas, ask your bitch, I'm her favorite
Catch me in the club, they bring bottles to the tables
And I ain't f*****g with these niggas, man them niggas some haters
We pull up in them coupes just to show that we made it
Yeah we made it
They know I'm the truth, pole in the coupe
Run up on me, then you know I'm a shoot
And I spit crack when I go in the booth
50 shot MAC, I'll blow it at you
Bout to go insane, watch niggas switch up when you get famous
When you get a little money, watch s**t changes
And I walk around my city like a big stain
20k for this big chain
30 thousand dollar wrist game
Work hard and this s**t came
Smack a b***h like Rick James
Niggas hating, tell em do something
I bet they won't do nothing
Going hard since 2 somethin
Any n***a round me gon shoot something
See I spit that crack, niggas on that hype s**t
Cause they ain't never ever heard s**t like this
Say f*ck a gun law, I'm a carry my s**t
I be judged by 12, you be carried by 6
Do it by myself, cause a n***a might snitch
Never leave a witness cause the s**t might stink
Nigga I'm just tryna ball, wanna see a n***a fall
Nigga telling on they dogs like a n***a Mike Vick
See I'm getting cake, got guns on our waist
We see an op in here, then we shooting up the place
And we riding with the K, in a high speed chase
Man if s**t get real, then we shooting at the jakes
We made it Nigga we made it
Bitch we made it
We made it
Yeah we made it
We made it
Gone