I was sixteen the first time I hit somebody in the head

If I turn this guy down all of my life will be scuffle

I'll be looking to hustle, make a dollar somehow

If I take the job, I'm somebody, if I do it right

(Ay, Ay)

Ay, Balenci same color as the Beam (Same color as the beam)

Had to double check the payment

Yeah I'm in this shit for the cream (For the cream)

Had to get my shit together

Blueprinting for the scheme (For the scheme)

And my momma said that she gonna wake me up if its a dream (Wake up)

Acting like you know me boy you faking (Boy you faking)

I'm ready with the shits

I been hitting licks since the ancients (Since the ancients)

Real money making

R.I.P. my boys and free my brothers locked

Everyday they keep me motivated

Ay, Ay, Lets get this money though (Lets get this money though)

Walking down the street my pistol single really wanted though (Really wanted though)

I'm screaming fuck what it was told

Think I'm in love with the gold

Run checks faster than Usain Bolt when I want em bro (When I want em bro)

Woah, big fives we on the east side (We on the east side)

Ay, Shorty say she like my sweet side (Say she like my sweet side)

Take her to Miami I'm fucking her on the beach side (Fucking her on the beach side)

Yeah, this some shit to make you G slide

You was punching clocks while I was clutching on the Glock (Clutching on the Glock)

Moving product through a hall, stretch it

Now I'm back up on the block (Back up on the block)

Back up in this strip if its beef I ain't the type to talk

Type to make you run them shits with your size, make you walk, yeah

When I open them gates you gonna hear my theme song

Like John Cena my bitch in the ring with a pink thong

I dream long I go to sleep I might not wake up (Might not wake up)

I be with my team stronger

Come to me unless you can get my brother

He told me stay up (Stay up)

Took a couple losses but I ain't never miss a layup

Fuck around and get your face cut (Facts)

You face blunts, while we riding through the east

Got the .30 in the glove box and I'm wilding in the streets (Wilding in the streets)

I'm wilding out on repeat

Don't make me said it again like Larry Byrd I'm the M.V.P

Getting top in the Benz (Top in the Benz)

Counting guap with my friends

I talk to me in the mirror

A remix on the way of this shit and its featuring Shakira

I love to rap about Beamers

I spend drug money on sneakers

I spent 20k in a week that made off of doing features

Tryna buy my own island

10 opps lined up my 9 get to fucking striking

16 with no license

16 but you think you getting more money than I am (More money than I am?)

I doubt it, trip to Dubai that I'm gonna finance (Gonna finance)

Pop a couple of vyvanse, last night made five bands

Got more haters than I could count if I had five hands (Five hands)

Fuck out my face with that high man (Fuck out my face, bitch)

Silver bullet in his heart

Only immobilized him

Left him seemingly dead