Can I get a rozay (rozay) Can I get a rozay (rozay) Let me get a huh (huh) Let me get a huh (huh) Huh I do this for us Stuck on the grind tryna' elevate I'mma stand as a man never above ya Shooters in the ground with fifth carats They give it down My lifestyle get busy, units is really real Put my bitches on Get money, stay out of the trap Fuck 'em long, smoke the bong, maybe go get a tat No illusion, quarter millie for this fucking cruse Called the deal, I've been planing over I kept it moving, (?) sent me real Protect me from these shooters Nice suits (?) Let me Shoot Stab wounds, they think we having fun Doing shows, fuck the hoes, dumb still on the run I do this for us Stuck on the grind tryna elevate I'mma stand as a man never above ya Some niggas choke, Some niggas don't Pissing (?) that pot out of that Late to class, walk the halls Ain't one run out of two Say your name What's your game? My people the roof 4th of July, light up the sky Step off my shoe All I do is eat niggas & they call it food That's my food I assume You know we ain't in the room You hit the *Gun Pop* So floated like a balloon, fatal wounds Boy, nigga shall I say the rules A lot of goons, cocaine bitches consumed Still feel the room, Can't die Dream chasers, you fuck with Meek? You got to fuck with the con, Then my bone That DC up on my tongue I do this for us Stuck on the grind tryna elevate Stuck on the grind tryna elevate I'mma stand as a man never above ya I'mma stand as a man never above ya I only take time out for all my bad bitches Ex bitches, My last bitch was far from a Rich Fast Chips G, (?) Mad rich, it's not for me, I'm careless Under my may trees, forty blocks up And 8 Mile, 8 While my shit was stacking Seven fifty's do eightm My nigga added Ho wow, Ho now They think it's magic I bring the best out your bitch, she living lavish I do this for us Stuck on the grind tryna elevate I'mma stand as a man never above ya I do this for us I, I, I do this for us

I make you feel better than you ever been I guarantee that you gon' tell the other man he need to get lost And girl you know you dealing with a veteran, I'll beat that down Have you ever been broke off? You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man You rollin' with the man Turn the lights out You ain't gotta trip about no money 'Cause whatever you want, I'ma get it, I ain't worry about the cost I ain't fucking, I ain't phony, I ain't frontin', I ain't stuntin' Everything I say is real, you dealin' with the boss, yeah You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man You rollin' with the man Turn the lights out Look in my pocket, I see a lot of dead people Wrist game mean, mother pearl so evil Christian Louboutin, sucker for a sneaker Pull up in Pakistan like I'm Evel Knievel Air raid Jackson, I stay spaced out Never lay my Jesus piece face down It's not a Rollie, I'm sorry this fucker run She not a singer, but dammit I made her hum Name Ricky, but really I've been a Willy See you looking at it but this watch a quarter milli' I got houses, hobbies, homes in Abu Dhabi Never go wrong GPS, my Ferrari You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man (Because girl you're worth it) You rollin' with the man Turn the lights off

Biggest in the Game Biggest at the dinner Rozay and Carnage Fat boys in the building Fat boys at the Back Bounce in the buckles Belly's a bubble But the way I'ma fuck you She gon' tell me I love you These niggas keep testing Just a new hole in the desert I'm texting my reverend Please recite Psalms twenty-seven If you seen how I'm living You would think I was a villain Got my niggas deported guilty for making a killing Keep your hands off the cage boy I'm the one to put you on the front page boy Don't see none of these niggas Rozay's repertoire Professions of a hustler I pray I see tomorrow Duffle bags heavy got me on this Ross fit Never catch me slipping cause I keep my marksmen

Maybach Music! There he go that's John Doe There he go that's John Doe There he go that's John Doe And I'm still whipping up a kilo There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in It's P-I Double "L" Professional Shit Kicka Yams on the stove I'm fuckin your Favorite Strippa Pies flyin out Them zips they grew wings Phone going stupid made a rack in two rings Straight drop hard got them J's plate licking Ground basing jumping over cars they Blake Griffin Got my chickens in the gym, Yup, they weight lifting See one thousand stamped on the tape because they yay shape shifting That's that terminator choppa make a nigga do a backflip I can show you how crack flip While I'm loading that Mac clip Catch em loading that mack truck I'll unload til his back drip All I know is I'm stacked up And when I'm back them packs in There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in One Hundred in I'm on my Gucci shit Gucci Luciano bitch you know I'm Gucci Rich Maserati, boy I got two of them Same color boy I just got two of them 10 Chains see I'm one nigmae nigga I'm a whip it just to spend it nigga Blew a mill ticket One night at King Of Diamonds Me and Puff Daddy Bitch I'm the king of Diamonds Small Change that's what we call that A-Rod money smoking on a ball bat I'm on the mound, I got a pound My folks in Haiti say them yayo prices coming down There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in This that namco yay Pacman what we selling Got these J's chasing rocks Like they chasing power pellets Met this lady named Eselis Say she nag for some terrace But she hungry for that yayo ask her granny what she yelling Got my shirt off in the kitchen hot in here like Nelly And these niggas dancing in these mask don't want stage credit Just the keys to your car all your cash and your debit card We serving hard Whole squad equiped and ready OKAY Then And quit flexing like the soda sack Before they find you slumped over in a Cul-de-sac My whole wrist lumped up serving boulder sacks Pink city representa thought I told you that There he go that's John Doe On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost Pacman, over one hundred sold Pacman, just ordered one hundred more Pacman, you can fry it in a pan Pacman, in no time you will be buying land Pacman, do it for your mom and them Pacman, until I get one hundred in Maybach Music!

Oh-nanana Hey-hey-hey-hey Yeah So what, yeah, so what, yeah, so what, yeah So what, what else? So what, what else? So what, yeah, so what, yeah Girl you're fine as fuck, you say you got a man, so what? And that pussy ass nigga ain't a fan, so what? Designer belt holding up designer pants, so what? Make money, fuck bitches, diamonds dance, so what? I'm liking where it's going Snow, sounding like it's winter time Operation feed the streets, y'all let 'em know it's dinner time They say I'm too classic, said I'm still the under dog Yet my black ass stay shining like some ArmorAll Top be candy apple red but them seats be Peter Pan Call me Jizzle iron chef, can chef it up with either hand Yeah I got the answers, Walt Disney of this trap shit To keep it 100, the Isaac Newton of this trap shit Rap niggas acting funny, I ain't with the sucker shit Balling in the streets but still shoot out like the Rucker bitch All hail to the general, salute me when you see me nigga Or I'm a take your bitch and go fuck her in Tahiti nigga Girl you're fine as fuck, you say you got a man, so what? And that pussy ass nigga ain't a fan, so what? Designer belt holding up designer pants, so what? Make money, fuck bitches, diamonds dance, so what? So what, yeah, so what, yeah, so what, yeah So what, what else? So what, what else? So what, yeah, so what, yeah They [?] but I know that walk is mean Might just pull a [?] only if that pussy clean Before you get your hopes up, I'm lying like a motherfucker Treat me on my square, these niggas trying like a motherfucker Fucking with my baby they gon' play it like a flute When you know the bear looking like a Ferragamo loot Jizzle in the pocket and the flow is unbelievable They tryna be who you was and that shit is unachievable Nigga do you know what this is? Fuck all that hating just let a nigga live If you making money then you making noise Your nigga say he know me? That don't mean we boys Girl you're fine as fuck, you say you got a man, so what? And that pussy ass nigga ain't a fan, so what? Designer belt holding up designer pants, so what? Make money, fuck bitches, diamonds dance, so what? So what, yeah, so what, yeah, so what, yeah So what, what else? So what, what else? So what, yeah, so what, yeah Fuck you talking about? So what nigga