Yuh, sound like some AZ shit What Count up that loot, count up that loot, nigga Count up that loot, that's just what I do Count up that loot, nigga, what? Count up that loot, count up that loot Look, count up that loot, count up that loot Look, black on black Benz, young nigga, salute Look, gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots Look, blood, sweat, and tears, just squeezin' my fruits Look, top of my game, and what's up wit' you Look, pop at you lames 'cause I'm sucka proof Look, don't play no games, boy, I'm busta proof Can't f*ck wit' me, I don't f*ck wit' you You a f*ckin' fraud, I'm the f*ckin' truth I went solo on that ass, I think I'm f*ckin' Snoop Solo in this game, I'm like, "f*ck the group" Solo in my SL Benz like, "f*ck the roof" That's f*ckin' true, that's f*ckin' who? Nip muthaf*cka, lookin' like a hustla do I built this label up just like Russell do Gimme 10 years, they gon' be like, "Russell who?" Never trust them fools, get a f*ckin' clue I skip them meetings, tell them fags, "Watch my f*ckin' moves" I'm Birdman in blue Chucks, watch my f*ckin' shoes I'm Suge Knight, I'm J. Prince, I'm like, "f*ck the rules" I'm Austin Rosen, I'm Jonah Berger This ain't black-on-black crime, but it's f*ckin' murder This beat ain't even mixed, but it's f*ckin' perfect They paid a hundred for my tape and it was f*ckin' worth it Shout out to Wendy Williams 'cause she helped it surface Shout out my nigga Jigga 'cause he made that purchase Shout out my nigga Sway, my nigga B Dot, Whoo Kid Sold out the first day, we had to restock Look, count up that loot, count up that loot Look, black on black Benz, young nigga, salute Look, gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots Look, blood, sweat, and tears, just squeezin' my fruits Look, my nigga Hoggie got shot in his head Look, I got that call and they said he was dead Look, I couldn't cry, but it hurt a nigga Mostly because he was too young to find his purpose, nigga This life is short, let's make it worth it, nigga We all so far from perfect, nigga Them cameras rollin', no rehearsals, nigga Plus scared money never made a f*ckin' purchase, nigga Look at all this game in my verses, nigga I swore that I would never have to work for niggas I sacrificed like every nigga in my circle, nigga Now world tours every summer like the circus, nigga Barnum & Baileys, y'all clowns is crazy These diamonds is flawless, that shit is fugazy Just open yo' magazine, see my picture by Jay-Z Brand new Mercedes, Los Angeles made me Pull up at the Shell, playin' D'Angelo, Lady This industry racist, don't ever mistake it Can't say my name wit' niggas who labels enslaved 'em You say my name wit' niggas like Malcolm and Jesus Look, count up that loot, count up that loot Look, black on black Benz, young nigga, salute Look, gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots Look, blood, sweat, and tears, just squeezin' my fruits Look, count up that loot, count up that loot Look, black on black Benz, young nigga, salute Look, gold Cuban Links, just reppin' my roots Look, blood, sweat, and tears, just squeezin' my fruits