(Verse 1 – Nipsey Hussle)
Look, all money in what I been bout
Since Fifth Ave on a Scwhinn out
In too deep had to swim out
But ain’t nothin sweet but the penthouse
Droptop Benz on the ten now
Dropped green dots to the pen now
I came up but I been down
Cause I standup ni**a when they sit down
And I gas on ni**as in the six now
And I built my lane in a brick pile
Not a broke real ni**a or a rich clown
And I coach lil ni**as in the mix now
Got em thinking pro tools stead of pistols
And I train these bi**hes like a pit now
Every time that I pull up at the Ritz now
They be like young hussle you the sh*t now
It’s amazing to ni**as how I get down
But it’s crazy to me that I exist still
Cause the maze in my city leave you crazy and dizzy
Cause you either doing life or get chipped now
Lot of ghosts in my pics now
It ain’t souls occupy the obyss now
Tryna cry for em it don’t drip down
Cause when you deep in the sh*t it’ll get foul look
(Verse 2)
I just ball like I sposed to
Quarter mill when I roll through
Got the game from the old school
Focused on break no rules
Operate on my own truth
I’ve been making my own moves
I keep hearing this game say
You could be the one if you so choose X2
