And I'm not really mad at you, but I don't like your attitude You fool me once, that's how we do But fool me twice, collateral This how we do it at the top, Jeff Bezos Stack the money up, patience in the pesos Send you in the front, but me, I'm gonna lay low Got a couple of the boys on my payroll This life's so good, I'm feeling grateful My back's so full, it's getting painful House on the hills, all bills really paid for Figures up in Harris, but I don't know what I came for A phone for pleasure, that's a Pro Max Another month of business, double Pro Racks I could fit the world in a Louis V backpack Could've had a white, but my dad raised me pro-black And I'm not really mad at you, but I don't like your attitude You fool me once, that's how we do But fool me twice, collateral This how we do it at the top, Jeff Bezos Stack the money up, patience in the pesos Send you in the front, but me, I'm gonna lay low Got a couple of the boys on my payroll I'm inside, but I left the motor running Come up so fast, but you never see it coming We shake hands, and I leave with your fan base I outsmart what I know, I can't outpace I'm just different, both got a reason, like Patrick Truth is, my eyes closed, and they still catch it O2, Wembley, and a Platinum Three straight goals, and we called out a hat-trick I thought I'm all beat, no practice I think I'm losing sleep, no mattress And I can't peak, like an asthmatic Got two left feet, but I'm still dancing A quick left jab, and a right hook kick Quick bob weave, like a Mike Schick My net worth on the rise, like your bread shed But I'm tired of these questions, Russell Westbrook But I might stretch the flow up, I might have to blow up I might have to grow up, cause I might hit the town Have a few drinks with a few friends But the night hasn't really started till you catch me trying to hit the wall She said I'm nothing special, got her looking like so She didn't see the powder girl, they're looking like oh I kill the girl quick, and I leave on my own Cause you never hit the drop, they win the stake at home I never settle, I go all out I drop bombs, and I wait for the fallout Like when your girlfriend has a best friend with a new man And they don't hang like they used to before All about precision, like some German engineering big man Like Shaq, when I pull up with the four rings Life's rough, but I'm stress-free Cause I'm still getting money like Jeffrey I'm not really mad at you, but I don't like your attitude You fool me once, that's how we do But fool me twice, collateral It's how we do it at the top, Jeff Bezos Stick the money up, patience in the pesos And you in the front, but me, I'm gonna lay low Got a couple of my boys in the payroll That we do it at the top, Jeff Bezos Stick the money up, no patience Thanks for watching!