Yeah

Something wrong with your memory?

Yeah

Something wrong with your memory?

What, you forgot I'm that ****?

Since the last time we spoke

I done got way richer

Yeah

Diamonds in my charm big as your motherfuckin' mouth

Quit speakin' on the boss and sell that motherfuckin' ounce

You broke and always out, go in the motherfuckin' house

And come up with a plan and take your life a different route

Was buildin' clientele when you was on the fuckin' couch

Not doin' shit, so don't hate on me, bitch

They hate a **** risk, they hate a **** whip

I make somethin' out of nothin', that shit make a **** sick

I did more with less, some did less with more

I've been chillin', buildin', keepin' distance from what keep me poor

Valley opened up my door, your bitch said she adore

High on from the bottom, now chinchillas to the floor

I focus on that paper, go get more, ****, more

The fuck I look like blowin' minds just to fuck a whore?

Only Kendrick get Bottega and Birkins with Alligator

Never been a Captain Saber, just a player havin' papers

Somethin' wrong with your memory?

But you forgot I'm that ****

(But you forgot I'm that ****)

Since the last time we spoke

I done got way richer

(Way richer, way richer)

Yeah

Somethin' wrong with your memory?

But you forgot I'm that ****

(But you forgot I'm that ****)

Bitch, since the last time we spoke

I done got way richer

Yeah, yeah

I got way over a dollar shinin' off a **** collar

Talkin' numbers with my partner and it soundin' like a monster

Stacks so heavy in my pockets, it's fuckin' up my posture

Smellin' like cloud Christian, beanie in my boots Prada

If it's some average shit, I won't bother (I'm straight)

The fuck I look like? I'm Juju in Christian Father (The fuck I look like?)

The fuck I look like when Danny is my mama

And Carl and Bobby my granny and grandfather

I come from royalty, I ran with all legends

Finkel, baby, tied in with Brightmo, six mile and seven (yup)

Grand River, PA, Joy Road, the whole West and East side

**** with trunks on they necks, got connects out in Canada

Mexico and Cali, God gave me the vision

Chillin' in mansions with the family

Way before rap, we was a balled out crew

You probably hatin' on me 'cause we done balled on you, ****

Somethin' wrong with your memory?

But you forgot I'm that ****

(But you forgot I'm that ****)

Since the last time we spoke

I done got way richer

Yeah, somethin' wrong with your memory?

But you forgot I'm that ****

(But you forgot I'm that ****)

Bitch, since the last time we spoke

I done got way richer

Yeah

Bitch

Money

Somethin' wrong with your memory?

Need a check up or somethin'?

Bye