(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)

Cold nights in up in her blanket, thinkin' 'bout some heat

Legal rights, I can see my kids every other week (No, Julius)

I've been waitin' to see this kind of gadget, so don't make me tweak

I've been off the grid gettin' rich, can't worry 'bout no freak

Made another hundred thou' cash, I can go to sleep

Might be somethin' to you, but these hundreds nothin' new to me (Shit)

I don't give a f*ck what they doin' 'cause I'm doin' me

Don't never put me in no bad spot that you [?] with me

Let me paint a picture for you

If you can't move it, I'll flip it for you

First thing I thought about this morning, go and get some money

Wise words for my attorney, make 'em sign an NDA

The way I step back and shoot, draft me to the NBA

I'm feelin' like that n***a every time I whip out the bank

Yeah

Long-sleeve bulletproof E-lade lookin' like a tank

She say she wanna put that p***y on me, I can't make her wait

I'm wearin' all this fuckin' saint, but I ain't a saint

Nigga, you don't need no body shop 'cause my niggas'll paint you

Ran up sixty thousand, put that s**t in the mattress

My new b***h a Barbie, I just opened a [?]

Cold nights in up in her blanket, thinkin' 'bout some heat

Legal rights, I can see my kids every other week (No, Julius)

I've been waitin' to see this kind of gadget, so don't make me tweak

I've been off the grid gettin' rich, can't worry 'bout no freak

Made another hundred thou' cash, I can go to sleep

Might be somethin' to you, but these hundreds nothin' new to me (Shit)

I don't give a f*ck what they doin' 'cause I'm doin' me

Don't never put me in no bad spot that you [?] with me

If I gave you a chance, I bet you wouldn't know what to do with me

Buyin' s**t for hoes and not your kids, s**t ain't cool to me

I be in the streets, [?] s**t somethin' to do to me

Badass b***h with a bag just do somethin' to me

I'm out here movin' fast, bitch, I'm ridin' in an SRT

Shit faced in the VIP, don't say nothin' to me

Racin' to a serve doin' a hundred piece

Bitch, you got some nerve talkin' down on me

Flyin' 'round the world in designer, and it's all on me

I can't call on you, but you can call on me

I'm so fuckin' high, I'm finna fall asleep

Shoppin' with my bitch, she pick it up, she can get it

I got a sixty in my 'Miris, I can barely even fit 'em

I'd never turn my back on my niggas, I'm a real one

Say you live the life I live, man, the chance one in a million

Cold nights in up in her blanket, thinkin' 'bout some heat

Legal rights, I can see my kids every other week (No, Julius)

I've been waitin' to see this kind of gadget, so don't make me tweak

I've been off the grid gettin' rich, can't worry 'bout no freak

Made another hundred thou' cash, I can go to sleep

Might be somethin' to you, but these hundreds nothin' new to me (Shit)

I don't give a f*ck what they doin' 'cause I'm doin' me

Don't never put me in no bad spot that you [?] with me

Bounce right back on these niggas like basketball (No, Julius)

They tried to tear down everything I built, but I'm stackin' tall

Puttin' money up for my kids 'fore my casket fall