I do this for niggas in them motherfuckin' trenches I go get it, I go get it, my niggas gon' get it I got some niggas comin' with me to the top and I'ma take em' And I know them niggas hatin', but I'm waitin' I got patience, I got bitches on the down on them niggas I go round on them niggas, I went around all them niggas And I shade on my grizzly, I go grind on them niggas I go around all them niggas, go around all them niggas I went around all them niggas on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got popped A couple homies, they got shot And I'ma grind for all them niggas I went that mornin' and I ain't first and I ain't last, so I go get it, I go get it *** a leave it on the dresser, bitches want for my neckties They probably want for my pockets, that's why all these niggas watchin' Come try me, the option is on you, nigga I don't get no money, but with you, niggas I'm so stiff on y'all hoes, niggas know how much And I get money out on woes, I'm tryna accomplish my goals All these niggas bitches and I know it for sure I got different whips, I got gods galore I got different bitches, I got women galore All I know is money and I need me some more You know I ain't just talkin', they know this And I'm just poppin' what a fucker, I show this *** And I'm tryna go legit, I need another way I'm tryna wrap up all this *** And I got bitches on the down on them niggas I go round on them niggas, I went around all them niggas And I shade in my greasy, I go brown on them niggas I go around all them niggas, go around all them niggas I go around all them niggas on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got popped A couple homies, they got shot And I'm crying for all my Never had a job and never planned on getting one I can't hear they raw, they bitches know I'm one Let's raise the 80, relax in the J, you know I won I came from the pentagon, the next thing on the ton Five hundred cash with me, that's why I got this bag on I came from rags to riches, now tryna sell out the dome My new skin is different, they all got thongs on You ain't tryna get rich, you gotta gone, gone, gone I got my weed from Jamaica, Sean Paul Tryna be the reason niggas hatin' on all y'all Stay down in this vlog and get paid off Big homie taught me, if it's a plug, don't run, dawg Niggas stackin' G like I'm Philippines And they smokin' weed, drinkin' Cody And I got some M's, I can buy Hardys And I got some more, you can't walk in these Turn a mention to a club, let's have a party And we got options, you can drink some ass, red or green Now these guys all can't got me tanned, no fuckin' green I see a grin, nigga, I don't need these niggas I go down on them niggas, I go round on them niggas I went around on them niggas, and I shade on my greasy I go brown on them niggas, I go around on them niggas Go around on them niggas I went around on them niggas, on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got *** A couple homies, they got shot And I'm a crown it for, I'm mad