Free G5, I'm G5 Toast to them all She said she love me, but I know the truth She been fuckin' my dawg Lately I been feelin' crazy, so I ain't been answerin' calls I just been gettin' the money and savin' it, keepin' my back on the wall I'm never gon' fall, straight to the money, no stop I'ma go straight to the star, free all of my niggas, send them a cell block I'ma give it all I got, I'ma go straight to the stars Come to where the top floor, we was so high, you can ask God You can ask God, I know they hate it I see they face it, they mad I made it I'm on they ass, I'm gettin' this back I ran it up fast, stand up in they chest with no apology Momma sent a text, said she proud of me Youngins in the hood watchin' out for me Money all colors like Monopoly, pause the Jeep Hop in the Vick, stay on they ass, stay on they neck, keep me a check Piper came yellow, I painted it red, and I paid cash, you heard what I said Fuckin' crazy, I been feelin' the rage, last year I was sendin' the case This year I'm goin' all the way, takin' drugs, tryna ease the pain I'm watchin', they on my drip, they tryna follow the wave They on my page, they know that I'm paid, I ain't been in town in days Most of these niggas, they old nobles, all of these bitches been ran through I'ma save all the 50s and keep the 100s, then spend all the doughs on gettin' money Scrape from the Jets to a Jitty, we been gettin' real fly Free G5 on the G5, ball man, that don't know Levi I scrapped to a T, who won't work with us, dually sit up like a Hummer truck I brought it out, it's a one-on-one, niggas screamin' gang, they ain't one of us Toast to them all, she said she love me, but I know the truth, she been fuckin' my dawg Lately, I been feelin' crazy, so I ain't been answerin' calls I just been gettin' the money and savin' it, keepin' my back on the wall I'm never gon' fall, straight to the money, no stop I'ma go straight to the top, see all of my niggas sittin' in them cell blocks I'ma give it all I got, I'ma go straight to the stars Come to where the top floor, we was so high, you can ask God You can ask God, straight down to Gucci, she Roger Finchie She matchin' my fly, I know it's wrong, but fuck it, it's wrong I don't wanna be right, let's take a trip If we leave now, you man or not, we gon' take a trip to Dubai I guarantee you gon' see nobody, nobody safe where I come from Young niggas gon' scrape down, 50 hollow tips and me drunk Throwin' fours up with Lil' Juan, hop in my truck We suited up, we ready for war, for real Yeah, that's my boy, that's really my dawg, we went from boys to men Straight to the money, no stop, I'ma give it all I got I'ma give it all I got, I'ma give it all I got Straight to the money, no stop, I'ma go straight to the top I'ma go straight to the top, I'ma go straight to the top