(Intro)
My momma ain’t raise no fool ni**a
Matter of fact, maybe she did
My momma raised a fool, haha
But that don’t mean we can’t get rich
Too rich, too rich
That’s what they say
(Verse 1)
Humble beginnings, rich ass endings
Pockets on swole, big ass benjies
Started off losing, man it wasn’t choosing
Stuck with my ni**a’s, now we all winning
Rolling up paper, ball like a Laker
Top on the building, I’m high as a scraper
What can I say now, cops know my name now
No time to play round, I’m rich and I’m paid now
Stay on that piece for s**t for ni**a’s that spray rounds
Hear all the talk, they gon come see you any day now
Try not to fade now, try to find a way out
Nobodies innocent ni**a, get down or lay down
Made so much money but look how I’d paid out
Don’t trust the bank no more so I went and got a safe in my house
Guess all these diamonds on my wrist, what you blinking about
It’s all my money on my mind when I’m thinking about
(Chorus)
Try to be the best that I can
They got the right decisions, handle it like a man
You know I try to do s**t with my heart
They talk but I don’t listen
I just finish what I start
You know I tried the ni**a’s that said I can’t
They got the right decisions, handle business like a man
You know I try when people say I should change
Sometimes I’m done with trying, I’m just trying to be the same
(Verse 2)
Ni**a’s still hating, critics still waiting
Said that I’d change my ways and start catching these cases
But never said I’d stop counting these faces
Flying new places, buying them cases
Ni**a’s want problems, I don’t entertain it
Cause if it’s real problems, It’s not entertainment
I’m rolling a joint up, precise like a painter
The grind is what made us, the grind is what made us
Now the ni**a’s that I grew up with looking richer
Too much turning up, the club owners trying to censor
Tatted everywhere my full body full of scriptures
Pull up in the phantom, paparazzi taking pictures
Selling so much swag, we should be your swag vender
Big winner in the club, big cash spender
Throwing signs to my man like he a damn pitcher
Some s**t you can’t witness, my ni**a we been business
(Repeat Chorus)
