What up, hoes?

I told my bitch, look don't you have no worries

I called my bank they have my chips, 'cause I'ma be there early, yeah

I had some friends, some **** did me dirty

I just paid rent, goddamn I'm rich, but that shit still be hurting, yeah

I play to win, I'm in the field like Gurley

Can't buy a bitch a Birkin, bust my nut on tits you purchase, damn

These women wishin' they could be deservin'

We never seem to worry, haters watchin' all my stories, yeah

But shit I'm really wishing I could find patience

Every six months I'm prolly switchin' locations

And I got problems with my girl 'cause she just think I'm all shady

Told her, "Baby you can trust me, I'm just really 'bout the paper, damn"

You kept me feeling all basic, there's no **** like me

See I can be the worst type, or I could be the best night

I'm tryna get some M's to set my mama up right, damn

I gotta get some millions so my family can buy land

These **** tryna kill me, so I'm bringing my Glock in

Police gon' prolly kill me if they try to stop my Benz

But when you hot as me the opps be treating you like fam

Remember all them nights we barely even could buy grams

(Womp womp) Get the money

(Womp womp) Get the bread

I can't be dealin' with no thot 'less she gettin' paid

(Womp womp) Pussy ****

(Bop bop) You the feds

My baby live right on the opp block, I still get head

(Womp womp) Get the money

(Womp womp) Get the bread

I can't be dealin' with no thot 'less she gettin' paid

(Womp womp) Pussy ****

(Bop bop) You the feds

My baby live right on the opp block, I still get head

If you don't see 'em, then they did me dirty

(Them **** did me dirty)

Guess they was never worthy

Some lessons, still have to learn 'em

Breaking bread but what's the purpose?

When **** still turn against you

Thought we was partners, split my dollars with you

These rap **** acting all nervous

They dap me up in person but they swervin' when I'm tryna get to work

It's funny they salute me out in person but forget me on the net

Because they scared of all the X fans lurkin'

The **** brought my family up, he earned it

Not nare **** sticking to the code

They only stick to buying purses

But yeah ****, the vengeance in me worth it

You **** ain't rappin' with a purpose

I crack on any surface

The facts all on the surface, get racks then close the curtains

On checks who wanna hurt me

They only pay attention when the problem don't concern 'em

You're goddamn right that I got problems, don't you worry

I'm still out on the surface, screaming

(Womp womp) Get the money

(Womp womp) Get the bread

I can't be dealin' with no thot 'less she gettin' paid

(Womp womp) Pussy ****

(Bop bop) You the feds

My baby live right on the opp block, I still get head

(Womp womp) Get the money

(Womp womp) Get the bread

I can't be dealin' with no thot 'less she gettin' paid

(Womp womp) Pussy ****

(Bop bop) You the feds

My baby live right on the opp block, I still get head

Real **** would risk it all

For the promise of a greater outcome

And a greater income

Built this house out of recovered wood

Of ships that dragged black souls here

From now foreign shores

From chains and war, to chains and clothes

That we once couldn't afford, need I say more?