I used to be the nice guy, think I might have lost control I wasn't the right guy, everybody fuckin' fall Bitch, I need the right kind, I don't want the fake no more I ain't fuck with life now, quit it, then I hit reload I used to be the nice guy, think I might have lost control I wasn't the right guy, everybody fuckin' fall Bitch, I need the right kind, I don't want the fake no more I ain't fuck with life now, quit it, then I hit reload Runnin' it up, I want the diamonds, they don't give a fuck, yeah Stackin' it up, getting some paper, I'm stackin' it up, yeah She on set, I might just buy her a brand new butt, yeah Damn, we up, [?] throwin' it up, yeah Yeah, I pull up, the all-black whip, married a hundred, she give me a kiss I been in love with her since I was a jit Diamonds, they dancin', they throwin' a fit I don't got nothin' to give But I got hundreds to hit She got top of my list But I trust that one of my twins, twins, twins I got the beam and I got the Benz Spin, spin, spin, I get the cheddar and pile it again Spin, spin, spin, [?] 10, 10, 10K in a week, I'ma do it again Yeah, fuck what I think, I'ma do what I do And I'm livin' the dream, would you look at the view? I get paper to sing, I got money to snooze Shoutout producers, the ones and the twos Middle finger to the one, to the two Speedin' through cities, I'm up in the coupe Focused on me, give a fuck about you Came up from nothing, what about you? I used to be the nice guy, think I might have lost control I wasn't the right guy, everybody fuckin' fall Bitch, I need the right kind, I don't want the fake no more I ain't fuck with life now, quit it, then I hit reload I used to be the nice guy, think I might have lost control I wasn't the right guy, everybody fuckin' fall Bitch, I need the right kind, I don't want the fake no more I ain't fuck with life now, quit it, then I hit reload Yeah, yeah