There was a time back when I wasn't doin' this I took a moment, realized I couldn't miss Red bottle to let you know I'm with this d*** They talkin' while I'm just actin' rich And the way I rock, you mortified Look in my eyes Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I get avocado like I'm real, jump gwappin' Seven black Cadillacs at the light, know we not stoppin' Yeah, you got a cute little store, we know the plot then Gave him a piece of my heart, call me Janis Joplin Do you feel me though? You might think it's fun, but the real don't I see the snake sissin' Guess when you cut the check, this is what you sell it for How the f*** I do it and how they all condone it? Performance like a new lease and you don't really own it The guy with the same story like s***, don't get him goin' In Atlanta, nine months in there, I don't really know him And I can hear him from the background He from Atlanta, but baby girl, this where he at now Went to the studio, it's a pat down This where we at now You know I stay on my grind, yeah Killin' s*** every time, yeah Can't stop me, I'm gonna shine I'm ride or die, I'm eighty-five, yeah Ain't got no time for no ho s*** I'm on some get-rich-samosa Go ahead and call him s*** selfish Cause I can't help it There was a time back when I wasn't doin' this I took a moment, realized I couldn't miss Red bottoms to let you know I'm with this s*** They talkin' while I'm just out here gettin' rich And the way I rock, you mortified Look in my eyes Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ridin' around in Atlanta The only piece that I can find is in a Phantom God gave me a good pace like I played for Indiana Money talkin' right now, we don't really understand you I put all my angels in the front row As long as they on my side, the rest of them done fold Ain't fly as us, high as up, are in control Gettin' to this money before I come home I've been fly, my head high I done made a million dollars nearly ten times God got me, He sent signs And we gon' put an end to all the deadlines I done grow wings and took it way up They gon' have to make up for the mail With Him on my side, that ain't fair I always keep a player, but God, how can I repay Him? There was a time back when I wasn't doin' this I took a moment, realized I couldn't miss Red bottoms to let you know I'm with it They talkin' while I'm just out here gettin' rich And the way I rock, you mortified Look in my eyes