♪ Tay Keith, this too hard ♪ ♪ We the best music ♪ ♪ Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up ♪ ♪ Another one ♪ ♪ DJ Khaled ♪ ♪ Scratched a million off my
checklist three years ago ♪ ♪ Add two zeros to the one,
I'm in a different mode ♪ ♪ This my life, do what I want,
I be with different hoes ♪ ♪ You know the pick and roll ♪ ♪ I picked her up and sent her home ♪ ♪ I got rich off strong, we
get 'em in and get 'em gone ♪ ♪ You know Trappy just got out,
I ain't have to put him on ♪ ♪ We the ones who got the
numbers, who put the city on ♪ ♪ It's the middle of the
summer, I got a hoodie on ♪ ♪ My demon time ain't nothing nice ♪ ♪ I try not to wear nothin' twice ♪ ♪ I came up off of shootin' dice, yeah ♪ ♪ My lil' brother ain't livin' right ♪ ♪ My sis' and 'em doin' aight ♪ ♪ My cuz and 'em still
servin' life, yeah ♪ ♪ Seen a robber rob a deacon ♪ ♪ I seen a preacher get
caught for cheatin' ♪ ♪ I'll break the bank
for one of my people ♪ ♪ I said, "I'm the one, "
they didn't believe me ♪ ♪ I show 'em the facts,
then they all need me ♪ ♪ I'ma get cake as long as I'm breathin' ♪ ♪ They makin' it hard, this
shit really easy, yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ I'ma turn up on a hater
every chance that I get ♪ ♪ I want the biggest watch that they got ♪ ♪ Don't care if that shit hurt my wrist ♪ ♪ All these hoes fuck on us all ♪ ♪ I wish I would claim that bitch ♪ ♪ They get hard when they get guns ♪ ♪ We got a hood full of sticks ♪ ♪ Soon as they say we can't come ♪ ♪ You know we'll run 'round that bitch ♪ ♪ You can miss me with that shit,
you know I live in the mix ♪ ♪ Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes ♪ ♪ You know I live in the mix ♪ ♪ Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes ♪ ♪ Yeah, she think I'm a
regular rapper, I'm not ♪ ♪ One person come tell me,
we fuck up your block ♪ ♪ Watch me run this shit
to the tippity-top, yeah ♪ ♪ Keep goin' ♪ ♪ Put my kids in Givenchy ♪ ♪ She must think one plus one is three ♪ ♪ I can't support you personally ♪ ♪ She don't got a mortgage,
moved in with her niece ♪ ♪ These niggas be capping,
them cars be leased ♪ ♪ Youngest in charge, I
speak for the streets ♪ ♪ I was noddin' off,
they woke up a beast ♪ ♪ Struggle what made me, we
used to have water for dinner ♪ ♪ We didn't have nothin' to eat ♪ ♪ Soon as I get on his ass,
they gon' look at me better ♪ ♪ Like "Damn, he was
fuckin' with me, " yeah ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ I'ma turn up on a hater
every chance that I get ♪ ♪ I want the biggest watch that they got ♪ ♪ Don't care if that shit hurt my wrist ♪ ♪ All these hoes fuck on us all ♪ ♪ I wish I would claim that bitch ♪ ♪ They get hard when they get guns ♪ ♪ We got a hood full of sticks ♪ ♪ Soon as they say we can't come ♪ ♪ You know we'll run 'round that bitch ♪ ♪ You can miss me with that shit,
you know I live in the mix ♪ ♪ Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes ♪ ♪ You know I live in the mix ♪ ♪ Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes ♪ ♪ I'm from the trenches ♪ ♪ Niggas be tough on the 'net, ♪ ♪ But really be there for attention ♪ ♪ Bitches be talking
like they really rich ♪ ♪ But really be begging
me under my pictures ♪ ♪ I'll give her 40, 50 thousand
cash to start up a business ♪ ♪ I'll spend that shit at the dentist ♪ ♪ I'd rather fuck her and
pay up her rent for a year ♪ ♪ Just to get out of her feelin's ♪ ♪ I'm in the Lambo' truck in my hood ♪ ♪ Nobody gon' tell me shit ♪ ♪ Going to Cali', I pick
up my weed for sure ♪ ♪ Nobody gon' mail me shit ♪ ♪ Dice game, Craps and Cee-Lo ♪ ♪ I need cash, don't sell me shit ♪ ♪ Baby got his hood on smash ♪ ♪ You can tell they really rich ♪ ♪ Drop the load, ain't no room right now ♪ ♪ I took her to the O ♪ ♪ Then I pulled up on the Lamb' ♪ ♪ 'Cause she a fan of Boonie Moe ♪ ♪ I got the city on lock,
fuckin' up all the opps ♪ ♪ I be around with three
million dollars in jewelry ♪ ♪ I'm standing on all the blocks ♪ ♪ This the anthem, mm-hmm ♪ ♪ Droppin' the six in the Fanta, mmm ♪ ♪ Black Rolls truck with
the all-white seats ♪ ♪ Remind me of sittin' on Panda, mmm ♪ ♪ I love my cousin, she was a dancer ♪ ♪ I love my brother, he was a scammer ♪ ♪ Sit on my lap 'cause
I'm pullin' her tracks ♪ ♪ And I fuck from the back
'cause she callin' me handsome ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ I'ma turn up on a hater
every chance that I get ♪ ♪ I want the biggest watch that they got ♪ ♪ Don't care if that shit hurt my wrist ♪ ♪ All these hoes fuck on us all ♪ ♪ I wish I would claim that bitch ♪ ♪ They get hard when they get guns ♪ ♪ We got a hood full of sticks ♪ ♪ Soon as they say we can't come ♪ ♪ You know we'll run 'round that bitch ♪ ♪ You can miss me with that shit,
you know I live in the mix ♪ ♪ Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes ♪ ♪ You know I live in the mix ♪ ♪ Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes ♪ ♪ We the best music ♪ ♪ Another one ♪
