(Verse 1) [D-Mac]

Deep thinking while the tea's steeping

I probably went overboard the last 3 weekends

Miami, Atlanta, Vegas I went out to play

Getting money give a fuck bout what you got to say

Workaholic, every month I make the circle smaller

Can't trust ****, most of them fuck ****

I'm going all out, so I can ball out

No sick days, no call out's

A bitch acting funny with me bring the dog out

Stunt on that hoe and tell her eat her heart out

I don't double back, I'm a fuckin Mac

Cross me one time, its a fucking wrap

I view life different behind designer frames

Find my lane do my thang while **** riding waves

See the fame was never nothing I was trying to gain

I was in the hood struggling like it's time for change

I was prayed up with faith until the time had came

We don't match shines cuz **** we don't grind the same

Where I'm at? shit, somewhere keeping it playa

I don't keep up with haters, I ain't seeking no favors

Living Ghetto Fabolous , & I'm keeping it gangster

Fear no man, riding dolo just me and my banger

Yeah, eating lobster at Nikki Beach

Condos with pretty freaks

Top floors up in these suites

Got hoes all in my sheets, more dimes than piggy banks

Walking round this bitch like my shit don't stank

**** holla at my ho and get no play

Pimpin hit me, told me talk my shit OKAY

Was a small fry now I'm big dog status

Thinking getting rich forever, Rick Ross status

Cool, calm, collected well respected well known

For the record you can go ask your shone

Shoutout my **** Trick we ran a check up on our own

I know Keem looking down proud his dog's Ceo's

You **** know the code you ain't a boss til' all your **** is good

What type of **** get some money and then shit on the hood?

So why'd a **** think its cool to kill Nip in his hood?

I kneel and pray, that I can get money and get out the way, Amen

Amen, I dun did a lot, I dun seen things, Im on this green tea, taking it easy