(Hitmaka) Up as I ever been, rich as I ever been Big as I ever been, lit as you never been I don't give a fuck and I kill with no evidence (blaow) Straight up (ayy YB that pipe 'em up, bro), whoa (Talk that shit Sean) Every bitch I broke up with is a wreck I took her shoppin' and spent 'bout a 'Vette, that's petty (clearly, man) Only one bought more to me is the Nets (right?) I picked all the locks, money, power, respect Respect (respect, respect, respect), boy (hold up) Can't no nigga outwork me, this bitch off a Fergie I made me more hits than that Yung nigga Bergie Up 30 for 30, I'm up 33 That's the same age as Nick when they did that boy dirty I'm speakin' to every bad bitch 'cause I'm flirty I can't cum inside her, I know that she ferti' These niggas ain't worthy, these bitches ain't worthy I looked up to God, and He said I deserve it (Deserve, deserve) (oh my God) for real The hands gettin' dirty, the Glock gettin' dirty I know level two history, you hoes can't curve me Every bitch I broke up with is a wreck I took her shoppin' and spent 'bout a 'Vette, that's petty Only one bought more to me is the Nets (right?) I picked all the locks, money, power, respect Respect (respect, respect, respect) (Toni, Toni) My ex was a wreck, Titanic Your girl nose in my eye candy Got my girl pregnant when I planned it Shot up the club, don't be a bystander (brrt) I don't like none of y'all niggas like Karen This ain't that, stop comparin' 22 thou' for a McLaren (vroom) Told her run shit just like errands All of my cars done came with the curtains This what, "I don't fuck with y'all" look like in person Bought plenty purses, flow universal I wrote the bill like a curfew Every bitch I broke up with is a wreck (yeah) I took her shoppin' and spent 'bout a 'Vette (alright), that's petty (ha) Only one bought more to me is the Nets (tell 'em) (right?) I picked all the locks, money, power, respect (hol' on) Respect (respect, respect) Up as I ever been, rich as I ever been Big as I ever been, lit as you never been I don't give a fuck and I kill with no evidence

Yeah, yeah Okay Just try it again When I woke up this morning (morning) All I could think about was you (you, you, you) 'Cause when I went to sleep last night All I could think about was you (you, you, you, you) Adam and Eve don't eat that fruit Best believe I'ma eat that boo 'Cause I'm the nigga that told them niggas That told them niggas, 'bout you (you, you, you, you) Chuck the deuce, while I'm ridin' through Titty boy I might sign a boob Your nigga hatin', tell your nigga that's hatin' That if he gettin' some paper I might sign him too Best believe I'm just slidin' through Put your panties to the side, let me slide through I can see you niggas from a side view I'm in and out the pussy, drive through White coupe, with the white rims I like to crank the top and let the light in You know she dark skin, her friend light skin Put us together, and it's ice cream Sandwiches she can't manage it I know her man is sick, she can't handle it She need some time alone, I told her call my phone And when she call my phone I didn't answer it K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna smoke 'til you niggas can't smoke no more Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna blow 'til you niggas can't blow no more Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna smoke 'til you niggas can't smoke no more Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna blow 'til you niggas can't blow no more Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no more Do it I was in Detroit, Michigan not too long ago Visiting with some friends of mine B-I-G Okay I'm in motion, I'm rollin' and smoking And smoking and rollin' like I'm locomotion I'm walking outside and I'm causing commotion Got perp and champagne, that's a real nigga potion I'm burnin' bread toasin' and joking 'Cause I went from views of my moms house to views of the ocean Niggas talk shit, but that's free promotion I'm living my life like the end is approaching Man fuck these niggas with a passion I'm gettin' paid from the cradle to the casket My Grandma said, "Boy you need to read a bible chapter" 'Til I bought her ass a house bigger than the Pastor's, hallelujah You're now fucking with a bad bitch connoisseur My ex-girl said, "Man, the fame caught up to ya" Baby you don't still think about me, wet dream about me I swear you used to, couldn't wait to K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna smoke 'til you niggas can't smoke no more Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna blow 'til you niggas can't blow no more Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna smoke 'til you niggas can't smoke no more Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna blow 'til you niggas can't blow no more Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no more Boy, boy, boy, boy

Lil' nigga, you ain't built like me I don't call her at all, but she still like me Making a movie, they don't film like me They don't start from the bottom, tried to build like me You've gotta remember, he don't feel like me He don't roll you one up and let you chill like me Wear Gucci loafers, I don't feel Nike's You shouldn't fuck with him 'less them hundreds peel like these Like these (like these), like these Rims movin' like skates, say they feel like skis (feel like skis) Like these (like these), like these Take you out on the ocean, feel the real slight breeze Invite you over but don't steal my keys (ah) Keep our business to ourself, baby, don't spill my tea (my tea) Them other niggas, they don't live like me I always set out the realest so don't steal my beat Put on a Rollie just to chill my sleeve I ride around with the baddest to fulfill my needs My needs, my needs Tell me she down to do anything that I need I drive the whip, I let her roll my weed, no seats Baby, don't get no ashes on no seats Slow speed for police I'm not your ordinary nigga runnin' 'round the streets You've gotta have your shit together just to roll with me I promise, if you spend the night, you ain't gon' wanna leave And if you tell your friend about it, they gon' wanna see This ain't a relationship, shit that we in (ah) We just friends with benefits Let's kick it in the hot tub, I'll turn on the jets Or go to Vegas, wait, I'll go get the check You ain't met a nigga yet Like these (like these), like these Rims movin' like skates, say they feel like skis (feel like skis) Like these (like these), like these Take you out on the ocean, feel the real slight breeze Invite you over but don't steal my keys (ah) Keep our business to ourself, baby, don't spill my tea (my tea) Them other niggas, they don't live like me I always set out the realest so don't steal my beat That's how it is When you kick it with a nigga like me There's benefits with comin' with that shit But don't over do it And don't overstay your welcome (ah) And say, "Thank you" 'Cause I'll say, "You're welcome"

Big dawg Now my bitch, she get a Birkin if I make her mad (bitch) Now I'm rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich) Free my nigga put that on my Momma and my Dad Fuck her once she said that I'm the best she ever had I'm a big boss (yeah) Fuck her then I make her get lost (yeah) Punch you out like Kriss Kross (yeah) Buck 50 what my wrist cost (yeah) In one call, we gon' knock him off (yeah) Bought a crib, moved out the loft (yeah) Bad bitch and her ass too soft (yeah) On this drink, I might dose off (yeah, big boss) I don't need no friends Maybach drop a truck, I pre-order a Benz That's your Baby Momma, knock her right down like a bowling pin (bowling pin) Got a hundred bands on me right now and an F&N (right now) Just started, I ain't finished yet Left the quarantine with a bigger check Made four mil just to be correct I could buy a Patek, put it on your neck Or I mean, put it on your head Give a fuck what ya'll think, gon' end up dead Beam on him and it might be red Didn't kill a nigga, fuck his bitch instead Bottega, I'm an addict (addict) I just met this bitch last night, she called me, "Daddy" (daddy) Fuck her in the Cadi Call herself a baddie (woo) Send her 50 thousand in a Uber, what's the addy? I'm Rich Now my bitch, she get a Birkin if I make her mad (bitch) Now I'm rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich) Free my nigga put that on my Momma and my Dad Fuck her once she said that I'm the best she ever had I'm a big boss (yeah) Fuck her then I make her get lost (yeah) Punch you out like Kriss Kross (yeah) Buck fifty what my wrist cost (yeah) In one call, we gon' knock him off (yeah) Bought a crib, moved out the loft Bad bitch and her ass too soft On this drink, I might dose off But don't sleep, I might not hear my phone beep I'm at home on the gas, I'll call you when I'm on E I'm at home countin' money, I lose my count I'm gon' freak Bought a house the other day and gave all my thots their own key I do it bigger than bosses, with all these sticks' we golfin' With all this drip it's a faucet, turn all the pictures to portraits Got too rich, I'ma target, my Momma wish I would bargain But I walk it like I talk it, money talk and they arguin' I put my trust in the funds, make her dust off them ones I drop some tuss in my punch then drop some nuts on her gums Chuck the deuce up but to her that's just a couple of ones When she get pissed, I ice her wrist and make her fuck with some gloves I love her Now my bitch, she get a Birkin if I make her mad (yeah) Now I'm rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (yeah, yeah) Free my nigga put that on my Momma and my Dad (yeah) Fuck her once she said that I'm the best she ever had I'm a big boss Fuck her then I make her get lost (yeah) Punch you out like Kriss Kross (yeah) Buck 50 what my wrist cost (yeah) In one call, we gon' knock him off (yeah) Bought a crib, moved out the loft (yeah) Bad bitch and her ass too soft (yeah) On this drink, I might dose off (yeah) But don't sleep, I might not hear my phone beep I'm at home on the gas, I'll call you when I'm on E I'm at home countin' money, I lose my count I'm gon' freak Bought a house the other day and gave all my thots their own key

All my little bad bitches in here If you came to get ratchet, say "yeah" Baby, touch your toes We can get freaky, have an episode Tell me is ya with that Episode, tell me is ya with that I don't like it, I love it, I wanna grip it and touch it I'm tryna hit it and fuck it, stab it and stick it and stuck it Get you to lick it and suck it and kiss it after I nutted We can be friends, ain't gotta be seen in the public I'm about that verb, that action, have that coochie having contractions When I be smashing and smacking and sapping, thrusting and thrashing Sit back and relax and have a glass of this bottle Earl Stevens selections: mango moscato Handbag by Selena, seem like I already knew ya Beautiful girl, you so bad, look like somebody done drew ya My eyes salute ya, you a sight for sore eyes, booty and thighs You and yo' girls should get with me and my guys Come and get a bar of this mackin', baby girl, get rid of that sap He ain't real, he a fraud, baby girl, that dude is a cat! When he first intervened, he bought you flowers, no doubt But once he got in good, he started doggin' you out Shawty in love with them gangstas, that's why she holla at me A country nigga be whipping at 50 thousand a ki' You just be giving her, getting her, I just fill her with D Even though she cute and petite, freaky, discreet She got SS on her booty, well, them tattoos on her cheek Make me wanna take her to a island, we could do it for weeks Girl, let me Birkin your bag, Jimmy Choo on your feet Let me get you out of the Jag and in that Bentley GT I'm on the west coast, droptop riding, fool With E-40 sitting with me, we riding, fool Hustle Gang bang green, we tried thems truths Somebody told you otherwise, they lied to you I bet it all, roll the dice, bet, bet Quarter mil' on me in the bag, check that Them suckas don't like it but they gon' respect that Spend the night, have a episode, you won't forget that, check that Girl, I came here with all my niggas and all this liquor Said she want a threesome, I'm gon' lick her From the bottom to the top, take it down I'mma roll the weed but she gon' break it down It's not my fault if that's yo' girl Cause she wanna leave with a real nigga Pussy on my balls, her panties in my car Before your nigga call, you know I gotta get it

Mack game, let me explain the fundamentals Charge a bitch like incidentals Put the peas up in the pot without the lentils When it come to getting paper, I'm low-key instrumental You bound to find me up in an Avis mini-van rental Player wanna lock this dog up in a kennel Hustle hard, never gentle My life is a movie, it's action-filled, it's suspenseful Play to win, never play to lose, I refuse Kids gotta eat, need some school shoes Can't spend my cop money, gotta cop Gotta pay my lawyer in case I get popped Stapler in my Under Armour boxer briefs We don't play for give, bitch, we play for keeps When it come to getting gouda, nigga, I'm a beast Bring it to your door like Uber Eats I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel Took her to the strip club, dropped her off Gotta watch her, though, 'cause she sell soft Met her off Smirnoff, Red Bull Like it in her gut with her hair pulled B-la fuck around, like to smoke weed Bunch of purple shit and palm leaf 140 acres, all trees Carpal tunnel, nigga, when we off these I don't think they know, I'm the one to count Pitcher from the block tryna strike me out Pack turned down, called to psyche me out Trips out of town then they wipe me out Sick Wid it, my nigga, we follow no law G-string, little bling, nigga, no bra Counting hella dough, hella cole slaw She wake me in the morning, she be old flow I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel Block jumpin' like a trampoline Nigga gotta move mean They smirkish and they lurkin' and they plot and scheme They strung out on that crystal and promethazine Be careful who talkin' 'round, watch your speech Put a contract on my head, it's gon' get breeched Reverse the bounty, turn the hit around I know all the ones on your soil that's really getting down Yeah, bet your money on a rollercoaster Nigga livin' good 'til the wanted poster Then it's retreat up out the streets Different city every week, all bunch of suites And beware of the paper trail Never use your debit, nigga, they could tell Have you shut down in a cell Hoping you'll snitch, won't even tell I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel I know how the streets work Residue on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, paper I'm getting carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel

I've seen a lot pain since I was a child so (Pray for me) I've done a few things that just ain't right so (Pray for me) What I've been through would make you cry so (Pray for me, pray for me) I'm trying to change my life so (Pray for me) Ain't no dope on the streets, mayne, I'm behind in my rent I ain't got nothing to show for all the fedi that I done spent I told my mom where the cash at, my live insurance policy is the money She been planning on using to bury me My ribs touching, my paper struggling, mayne All my life I been hustling, running in place But can't seem to finish the race See dudes get whopped in the face Get plucked like a bass, flew in the space for senselessness That's why I stayed prayed up and say my grace Even when I'm blended Never know when your life is suspended God can take his arms from around you and easily end it At any time, any place, any where I know my life has been spared on several occasions Suckas hating, I'm still here I can block for what's lost and never talk again to each other Why does it take a funeral to bring a family together? Bad weather always looks worse through a window Stressing and rubbing my temples I make it look easy but it's really not all that simple I've seen a lot pain since I was a child so (Pray for me) I've done a few things that just ain't right so (Pray for me) What I've been through would make you cry so (Pray for me) I'm trying to change my life so (Pray for me) Young dude full of soul food, mama cooking pork chops Uncle slapping dominos, sister playing hop scotch And this was before the block got hot and infected And everybody knew my grand daddy well respected, check it Time went on and the game began I was losing comrades either death or the penn I was losing comrades but I'm stacking them ends We ever go to 600, we losing our friends When grand mama passed that's when it all went bad Aunties don't talk, my cousins fighting is bad In the snow Thanksgiving is like the ones we had and it's sad So I express through a pen and a pad I'm on my third wind pimpin' and knowing Jesus is with me Ain't no weapon form against me, back in common defeating I've been posted in the cut when them angels come get me Until that day, homie, just pray for me I've seen a lot pain since I was a child so (Pray for me) I've done a few things that just ain't right so (Pray for me) What I've been through would make you cry so (Pray for me) I'm trying to change my life so (Pray for me) My kinfolk, baby, momma on welfare, they house is bigger than ours 'Cause they got section 8 vouchers, W.I.C. and benefit cards My home girl daughter diabetic, she like to eat a whole lot She only 9 and a half and taking insulin shots My dude got a heart condition, his ankle be swollen 'Cause he got high blood pressure and he refuse to quit smoking But I'm no better than y'all, I like to drink alcohol Break out the pen and start writing about the things that I saw Like kilo grams of that [Incomprehensible] Peruvian flake Wrapped in aluminum foil and duck tape Bust open and throwed in the pot, foamy and mush Melted and locked in a shape of a gigantic size white cookie Put on the towel to dry and broken down into zips Quarters and half of 16's and yola get flipped I maintain my faith in G O D 'cause it's just a test Repent, we confess, ask for gratefulness, yes, I'm blessed I've seen a lot pain since I was a child so (Pray for me) I've done a few things that just ain't right so (Pray for me) What I've been through would make you cry so (Pray for me, pray for me) I'm trying to change my life so (Pray for me) I'm here right now (Pray for me) I need y'all to take this, I need y'all to take this pain away (Pray for me) I'm trying, feels like I'm dying (Pray for me) I need y'all to pray for me, oh, Lord (Pray for me) Every time I look around (Pray for me) Somebody got something to say (Pray for me) I need y'all to pray for me (Pray for me) I'm trying to do the right thing (Pray for me) Pray for me