A lot of money talk, it's hard to understand me P-Bang, so I moved it to Miami I done hit a hundred licks in the Camry Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me A lot of money talk, it's hard to understand me P-Bang, so I moved it to Miami I done made a lot of moves in the Camry No gangsters don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami Miami, Miami, yeah I done came off of nothin' Somethin' made off of nothin' Couple rings, I was hustlin' Through the rain and the storm Through the hunger, lit a jungle Hundred stylin' on a nigga A hundred grand on a nigga I never ran from a nigga I may have hit a couple, so I may have hit A couple credit fraud scams on a nigga But I land on a nigga It wasn't a chance for niggas I brought in the bands for niggas Yeah, in the court, I've been missed the court, yeah Got a warrant, so I put that *** in the sport, yeah I lost so many of my niggas on the off-street I can't believe some of my niggas double-crossed me *** is hard and I'm broken, but I'm cold I'll fit a 3.5 in the back when I smoke And niggas askin' why I smoke so many blunts, huh? Because these backwoods and these blunts are full of numb, huh? And all this act of this and drinkin' make me numb, huh? The only time I feel at peace is when I'm dumb, huh? I keep the flesh in Jesus' pieces when I'm stuntin', huh? I keep a quarter million pieces when I'm stuntin', huh? Them dumbass teachers and police, they said I be nothin', huh? I dug the priest and chased my dreams, and now it's somethin', huh? That rent ain't rentin' when I pull up, man, it's somethin', huh? I'm movin' gucci with bitches, they be out-buckin', huh? Talkin' with opinions, all they got is opinions I'm back at fours and millions, all y'all pussy niggas my minions I spend days in convention, mama told me I would get it I kept a 30 on me longin' and had the extension These niggas did me dirty, no, I can't speak on friendship I can't speak on detention, spent most of years suspended Bitch, I came from the bottom, finna head to the tippy One thing a nigga notice, I gotta get it, that's why they say All the money talk, it's hard to understand me P.D. bang, so I moved into Miami I done hit a hundred licks in the Camry Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me All the money talk, it's hard to understand me P.D. bang, so I moved into Miami I done made a lot of moves in the Camry No gangsters, don't doubt it Get chubby and they move to Miami Miami, Miami I done made myself a livin' I been dodgin' the sentence I ask God for forgiveness And I put Rose Gold on the tennis I told him, put a hold on the hemmin' It's like I'm 58 on the engine Feel like I'm in the race for these millions But I know that's safe for the billions Walk with a hundred K in the denim Might know why he got hate in his feelings These niggas want the wave, I admit it I'm gonna cop a Wraith in the Bentley I'm sayin' goodbye, I'm gonna drip it Hard time gettin' this money independent Hop off in the summer, cause we winnin' Windows up and we breezy VVS from Elliot and my pearls came from *** Bell Harbor, Choppy Street, anytime I'm in Miami Hope to see my people face when I make it to the Grammys Party out next to the dot and we hoppin' on a jet ski For the racks, my Rollie white See me shinin' from the nosebleed Force up, my soul to pop, I hope I never OD Steal the drip, my pictures drop, they lookin' like the old me And I bought a J here in my Yale with my dawg I painted a picture, you can frame it on the wall, yeah I painted my bitch and painted the inside of her walls, yeah Got a bank account and fitted with M so we can ball A lot of money, so gets all the understand me Big banks, so I moved it to Miami I done hit a hundred licks in the Camry Tryna make these pussy niggas understand me A lot of money, so gets all the understand me Big banks, so I moved it to Miami I done made a lot of moves in the Camry No gangsters don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami