[Intro: Payroll Giovanni]
Philthy, what up, though?
[?]
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[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
Used to try to come up, old heads wouldn't let me
Time flys, I just spent a hundred on a Presi
Hard choices, keep pursuing rap or move feddy
My shows ain't coming in, plugs calling like you ready?
Plug threw me a hundred, he ain't call or even sweat me
He know a n***a A-1, and games, I don't play none
Riding in the two seater, I'm laughing with my day 1
On my way to [?] he said a n***a chain done
Hustlers get money, then create some more money
Then switch lanes [?] slow money
Was getting blow money, but saying it's show money
You getting show money, but saying it's blow money
Backwards ass rappers, it's a shame that they legit
They should be the last choice, if you gotta move a brick
I'm in the Roles Royce, Rose Roley on my wrist
Watch the money now, n***a, filthy rich

[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
Look
Two for ten, I was buying plug from the block
Started at the bottom, but I'm a n***a from the top
I used to scrape the extra, straight off the pot
For riding [?] Roles Royces off the lot
I'm talking way before the fame
It was me [?]
Looked up to real n***as in the game
See [?]
Look, I fell in love with the streets
It's a million dollar spot, I made an M at least
Parked the foreigns on the block, I spent an M on three
Pink slip for each one, was never into leese
Independent artist, looking like I'm signed
I never looked back after I got that line
Never ran off, always paid on time
So it's only right a real n***a shine
It's Philthy
[Verse 3 ?]
You know I'm worth a couple milli now
Really from the bottom, school clothes, I wore hand me downs
Money talk, I bet these motherfuckers hear me now
Family turned to opps, it's geting scary now
You know the opps [?] hurt me, friends tear me down
Now it's me against the world, [?] now
Had to look her in the eyes, like are you really down?
If I hit the [?] would you stick around?
Lonely at the top, it's worse at the bottom
First a dope charge, he told the cops I shot him
Kicked out of high school, he said I robbed him
Way before this rap shit, I was au fucking problem
Ever hit an IG bitch in the trap?
Ten thousand [?] sleeping on a matt
Ask about me, got my whole state on my back
[?] 5 bodies [?]

[Verse 4 ?]
I still remember my first 8th
I hit my first [?] felt just like my birthday
[?] worst days
Street n***a, I don't give a fuck 'bout what these nerds say
Fuck a blog, I put [?]
You play with us, that bitch go [?] eat your whole face
Cuban links, but you see pain when you look in my face
Boogers in the face, I serve a whole state
Put my BM in [?], I switched up the flavor
I come straight up out that swomp, swimming with them gaters
I had a [?] n***a better not ask for favors
My son a millionaire, before my BM went in laber
I sware this shit [?]
Ain't a bitch I couldn't fuck, ain't a n***a I couldn't touch
Ain't a plug I couldn't satisfy, I get them [?]
[?] different breed, [?]