Amen my nigga Amen my nigga (Yeah) (Uh) Fuck up the count you count it again Free all my niggas that stuck in the pen Fuck up the money they spending the Ben Fresh out the gutta like how he get rich Can't fuck with snakes that's how you get bit Stay out the field that's how you hit Pushing that work that's how I get fit Sale out that work the do it again She said I'm a dog it is what it is If you ever cross me I ain't forget Took a few L's took that on the chin But bitch I'm a champ I know how to win My nigga relapsed getting loaded again He thinking he Tony he treating his nose Bitch I'm a king with a mouth full of golds We flushing that work if they kick in the door I got the power like Tommy and Ghost Might break down a brick and go buy me a boat Good I'm the hood the call me the goat But all the D Boys they call me the truth Oh that's your girl she calling me cute Oh that's your girl she calling me cute Felling like Q, bitch I got the juice I'm feeling like Bishop when I got the tool Nobody move, nobody get hurt Nobody move, nobody get hurt Empty the clip on them monkey niggas From a city where they put your face on a shirt Empty the clip on them monkey niggas From a city where they put up boy in a Hurst I'm trying to see heaven on earth I'm trying to get what I'm worth I deserve it I come from the dirt Check my Air Forces they all full of dirt I'm trying to hit me a lick or hit for a brick whatever come first To my nigga who popping them percs And moving that work, I pray that shit work I pray that it work on my life man I pray that shit work Move your mama from out of the ghetto Amen my nigga Bail your brother from out of the slammer (shout out my nigga Roddy) Amen my nigga Help your homie get back on his feet (it's love) Amen my nigga Get rich and give back to the streets (always man) Amen my nigga (Always) Sipping on lean, dressed in Supreme Pills making money but coke is still king I get her high, excitement and running I keep eye, indictments is coming I might be smiling, ain't nothing funny I got the prof, fuck is my money Business is business and bullshit is bullshit And you niggas mix 'em too much (yeah) Telling you listen and keep paying attention Cause these niggas snitching too much Game is the shame, nah, game is the same Real niggas snitched on by lame Money and fame, that was a young nigga aim Now I don't see it the same These are the rules of the game You should be cool and act lame You should be rich and play broke Gotta be wise and let them think you foolish Then you pull up in the newest of new shit This is an S63, ain't nothing rented my G Nothing fugazi 'bout me, these bitches crazy 'bout me These bitches lazy my G And I won't give 'em a fuck I play Too Short in my truck Play Bun n Pimp in the Imp But I will not play a simp Burning my hemp Standing on corners with glocks and the clip on my hip High as a rocket-in ship I'm a prophet with a gift Bitch, I'm the man, I'm the man I had to hang with the grams and saran through the land, Bitch, I'm the Wizard of Oz I got the money, the power, the pussy, the cost Amen my nigga Amen my nigga Amen my nigga Amen my nigga