When I ain't chilling, I'm killing

So there's no competition

A real n***a with money

That's one hell of a composition

Only costing me five, make it look like it's twenty

They say I look like my mama, I say I look like my money

You can't tell me I ain't looking like a motherfucking million

Played my cards right, now I'm the m**********r dealing

Got the LV on like a Runnin' Rebel

Duke chain, got cross full of blue devils

No college or nine-to-five, but I'm a grinder

Not the kind of n***a who major in something minor

My shooters like recruiters, they'll come and find ya

Heat every day, I call them the summertimers

Truth be told, you niggas never told the truth

I'm guilty of getting money, and I show the proof

Buy a car like fast food, roll up to the booth

Then I order a new coupe and tell them, hold the roof

I get mine by the seconds, nigga

Shining on them out here 24-7, yeah

Don't trust nothing but your weapon

Get your dough and don't sleep

Like the city that I'm repping

All the bad B*****s check him

Solo when I step in

Two girls when I step out

Them bottles in my section, yeah

Ain't no time to hear no stressing

Get it like I got mine

And they all gon' respect it

I had the crown for so long, can't put it up in the closet

I get millions of dollars, I make heavy deposits

Ain't no if, ands, or maybes, I probably let it go

The one who fathered your style, the guardian of your flow

If your d**e is a nine, it's hardly ever slow

I'm in Versace again, probably head to toe

I keep my hands to myself, but I know how to touch you

They say I know how to rap, I say I know how to hustle

Trying to get wavy on me, but I know how to brush you

And now you think you the shit, but I know how to flush you

Shhh! Quiet money off of loud packs

Watch out for Kentucky, cause they some wild cats

Kingpins turn to wild rats

When you get that paperwork that's wild facts

I was raised on a hard block

Flipped it twice, get the drop and the hard top

What?

Zone as my jewels hit

Dozen bottles when I'm on my cool shit

Hundred thousand on me times two, chick

Woke up in something, I had to start with her buzzing

They never looked just about me, now they react like they love 'im

I hate you suckers with a passion

Man of the ugly, plug me in

I come to win, kingpin win, I'm mashing

Screams while I'm stepping through

Some kind of respect is due

Chief with the spear like the Seminoles, FSU

I'm on my higher power, I don't trust a soul

Put all my enemies together and crush em slow

First I need a statue, then I need it dumped in gold

Flyer than all that new shit, in something old

Fuck your statement if it ain't about a payment

If you see me make mistakes, I'm glad to see you've seen me naked

Take a look at how I'm living

Live my days like my last

Last time I was there

There were tables of cash