[Intro]
Know you gotta
You gotta run this shit
Swear, I be thanking God for this shit
My bitch so cold since time with the bitch
Lase fucked up
If you, if you, you got it, baby
Hold on

[Verse]
Swear, I be thanking God for this shit
She a bad bitch, take your time with her then
Every time I'm out shopping I ain't caring what I spent
I can tell you it feels me and sixty-three was on the Benz
He ain't got a hundred thousand, I look at him like a kid
That n***a outfit dingy, it look like he selling mid
I don't sleep in no apartment, got a castle for the crib
Move to another house, know the neighbors in my business
They ask what I do, told 'em get high off prescription
They ask what I do, I said I play for the Pistons
My young n***as different, mixing green with the Trish
That ain't no real Za, that shit sprayed, it's a difference
N***as can't be theyself tryna play a n***a mission
Five in this twenty ounce, shit look ridiculous
What I charge for a verse? And have a n***a check pending
Charge a n***a label double just because I'm independent
I don't really go to church, you know the pastor be sinning
I make a bitch hold my cup while I'm sipping
I got brand new cars, I don't care about the distance
My house like a hour from my hood, it take a minute
I drive how I want, give a fuck about no ticket
Them switches get to going, it sound like oil in a skillet
I wear a rose dweller 'round the house while I'm chilling
I'm been up for some years, they been hating for a minute
My house big as hell, can feel like three of yours in it
I got tired of that shit, ain't wear Dior's in a minute
All these new n***as coming out, looking like my children
N***as copy all my moves, I can tell who I invented
Couldn't be F, n***as wouldn't make a scrimmage
These n***as quick to wear a n***a chain like the bitches
He ran that money up and he ain't saving, I ain't lending
Every crib that I'm in got a quarter million kitchen
[Outro]
Forever, for life