[Produced by DJ L]

[Intro: News Clip]

[Verse]
I'm that same n***a from that gangway tryna' kill shit
I wanna buy my mom a bigger home, put my n***as on and be still rich
You don't know nothing about that cause you a fuck n***a, I do real shit
If you in the streets got to watch n***as shooting Glocks with you, they a still snitch
Everybody finna' feel this
I can't trust a soul, n***as suspect
When I had no money, I was yo buddy
Started counting commas, now you upset
Where was n***as at when I was low budget, no buzz, out here doing nothin'?
N***as love to bring up when they was around back when you was down, now you stuntin'
Fuck n***as, I don't fuck with n***as
All my n***as know what's up
No Limit MB, 150 dream team, we the gang, free the gang
RIP my n***as, it won't never be the same
I'mma jump in the game for the dollars and I want money, don't need the fame
I'm riding and smoking and speeding and sipping on codeine to ease my pain
I'm honest
I tell everybody, they know that I need the lean
Fly n***a
I stay in designer, laced up from Paris and Italy
Foreign belt holding my Robin's, filled up with all of these Benjamins
Young n***a
I came from the bottom, didn't ask nobody for anything
I grinded my way to the top and no, I don't owe no n***a anything
And when I get outta the game, fuck n***a you better remember me
Pour a 6 of the drank and that fanta in my cup almost darker than Hennessy
Weapon is on me for all of my enemies
Go get you some money lil' n***a, don't know why you envy me
I get to the cake, don't got time for no silly beef
Hundreds and fifties take all of my energy