(What they talkin' 'bout, Traiqo?)
On God, bro, free Kenny
I love you, Neil
Yeah, yeah

Brand-new Chrome Heart glasses, twenty-one hundred, got me seein' different
I had to leave some niggas inside my past 'cause I couldn't see 'em with me
Ho gon' fuck, 'fore I trick, I'll buy a watch 'cause time go on
Know I'm doing right 'cause I'm richer than everybody else who had did me wrong
I been livin' life too sly, nigga, I ain't gotta write 'cause I think in poems
It's that time of the month, when I get my check, I manifest fully-formed
Can't no nigga say I owe him, I'm givin' out so much, I never get time to borrow
When I go to sleep, I gotta pray to the Lord, and when I wake up, I'm gettin' straight to these dollars

I dropped outta school, when it come down to flippin' money, I'm a fuckin' scholar
First responder, contact me 'bout that bag, nigga, I'm a cashaholic
Seem like soon as I grew up, nigga blew up, everybody know my name
Got rich and turnt my crew up, nigga, queue up, we finna jump in the game
Niggas get stuck on the cars and clothes and jewelry and end up praisin' a lame
Boy, you flukey, one look, see right through you, these niggas should be ashamed
Yeah, quiet hustler, get money and stay out the way, come and fuck with TKey, baby
Key gon' lead you to the millions, I know you tired of CC bracelets
If it ain't 'bout money, it don't get my attention, I'm zero toleration
Since I learned how to step, I been on ten, won't take the wrong vacation
Tryna fuck with this bitch from Asia, can't comprehend, so I use translations
Stick got reach, Yao Ming, block the Bigen off his taper

Brand-new Chrome Heart glasses, twenty-one hundred, got me seein' different
I had to leave some niggas inside my past 'cause I couldn't see 'em with me
Ho gon' fuck, 'fore I trick, I'll buy a watch 'cause time go on
Know I'm doing right 'cause I'm richer than everybody else who had did me wrong
I been livin' life too sly, nigga, I ain't gotta write 'cause I think in poems
It's that time of the month, when I get my check, I manifest fully-formed
Can't no nigga say I owe him, I'm givin' out so much, I never get time to borrow
When I go to sleep, I gotta pray to the Lord, and when I wake up, I'm gettin' straight to these dollars

(Shout out to that boy Cyrus, he murked this, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Okay, okay, hmm

Yeah, everything be wrong
But one day, it's gon' get right, so I put pain inside these songs
I knew I would be rich down from my veins up to my lungs
Them niggas slept on me, thought this was far as I would come
But now I'm rich now, stand up, boy, you get down
We hit licks and split down, now we fuck hoes in Midtown
Puddles full of pain, it made me change, I watched my tears drown
Looked here for a bando, now we upgrade to a penthouse

Bitch, I'm up, can't sit down, can't stay still, I feel pinned down
Same bitches ain't want me tryna fuck me, make 'em strip down
Ain't no walkie-talkie, gotta go when shit get drilled down
Shout out to my brothers, they gon' eat because they been down
Don't worry, gang, we lit now
You can't speak on killing Tony without the K
I done stepped on shit from East to West, from Z to Y to A (Yeah, huh)
Find out where you at, go wet it up, I'm talkin' 'bout Ocean Spray
I be wonderin' if my bros'll make sure Mia straight if I died today
Y'all niggas sleep as hell, I got to where I'm at 'cause I'm wide awake
Find my soul, then ride away, can't take my mind off, find a way
She say, "Can I get my rocks off?" Okay, cool, yes, bitch, you may
Your boyfriend mad at me 'cause I'm poppin' shit and I'm doin' shit he can't
Wipe my tears, walk to the bank, fuck a shot, go to the paint
Had to go get up my weight, take off that shit, hope it don't stink
Why you actin' like you fuck with me? Real life, know that shit fake
Why you actin' like you stuck with me? We can both go on our way
Baby, you know I don't need you, fuck that bullshit, you can keep it
Gon' be me 'til I stop breathin', this just me, I don't need no reason
Empty clip every time I bang it out, I had to keep on squeezin'
He was flaw, we had to switch him out, we do not fuck with treason, yeah, uh, yeah

Yeah, everything be wrong
But one day, it's gon' get right, so I put pain inside these songs
I knew I would be rich down from my veins up to my lungs
Them niggas slept on me, thought this was far as I would come
But now I'm rich now, stand up, boy, you get down
We hit licks and split down, now we fuck hoes in Midtown
Puddles full of pain, it made me change, I watched my tears drown
Looked here for a bando, now we upgrade to a penthouse

Uh, up to a penthouse
Uh, one day, we gon' all win
Don't forget that