My daddy played poker in the woods, they say Back in his younger days Prohibition was the talk, but the rich folks walked To the woods where my daddy stayed Jugs and jars from shiners These old boys here, they ain't miners They came from The Twenty Niners It didn't take a hole in the ground to put the bottom in their face Back in the 30's when the dust bowl dried And the woods of Alabama didn't see no light My daddy played poker by a hard wood fire Squeezing all his luck from a hot copper wire Scrap like a wildcat fights 'til the end Trap a wildcat and take his skin Deal from the bottom, put the ace in the hole One hand on the jug, but you never do know Son come running You better come quick This rotgut moonshine is making me sick Your mama called the law And they're gonna take me away Down so far even the devil won't stay Where I call to the Lord with all my soul I can hear him rattling the chains on the door He couldn't get in, I could see he tried Through the shadows of the cage around the 40 watt light Daddy, tell me another story Tell me 'bout the lows and the highs Tell me how to tell the difference 'tween What they tell me is the truth or a lie Tell me why the ones who have so much Make the ones who don't go mad? With the same skin stretched over their white bones And the same jug in their hand My daddy played poker on a stump in the woods Back when the world was gray Before black and white went and chose upsides And gave a little bit of both their way The only blood that's any cleaner Is the blood that's blue or greener Without either you just get meaner And the blood you gave, gives you away Son, come running You better come quick This rotgut moonshine is making me sick Your mama called the law And they're gonna take me away Down so far even the devil won't stay Where I call to the Lord with all my soul I can hear him rattling the chains on the door He couldn't get in, I could see he tried Through the shadows of the cage around the 40 watt light

One penthouse, two Benz This for shorty and her girlfriend, yeah I feel like I'm Hercules, oh You gone get paid if you work for me, oh About to feed my dogs, need pedigree, oh Ain't letting no money get away from me, oh TSA ain't ready for me These bitches wish they was bartenders, just to get next to me The latest coupe, way too fast, you can't get next to me And I want the smoke, for real These 40's, I tote, for real 45, no colt Nigga getting left afloat Nah, we ain't writing no note Never, nah I ain't gotta ride to the store no more I'ma let the Maybach go The pent got a pole in it The marvelous Raf Simmons Four levels in it I ain't even know you was in it You can make love in the morning That Mink flow, I'm warm Got milly in the safe, come Nigga get turned upside down I was rich way before the gang I was slime way before the name Kill shit like today And that's all I gotta say Ain't leading you wrong Runnin' the cars Stealin' bombs Hope you blow up All this ice on my neck will make you throw up (yeah) Flew some bitch from Abu Dhabi, ready to go up (yeah) Soon as we give it to the streets, the price go up Up, up out of here, gone to Mercury All Chanel stores around the globe heard of me Might as well give it 'em now and catch the first degree Steven Spielberg shit with the currency Rock them dog collar chains, P. Diddy (P. Diddy) I can't let her go nowhere, she too pretty (truthfully) She gone have a bad day, she ever think about crossing me I done paid all the lawyers, but they can't talk for me When it come to closing deals, I finger fuck currency Pop a half a pill and chill, all my ice is currently (all my ice is currently) Plain jane, Richard Mille, I had to let my wrist breathe (breathe) Almost got frostbit when I rocked my AP Give this bitch a minute to breathe Looks can be deceiving, yeh Looks can deceiving We going through like speeding I fucked this bad European (foreign) She took the phone, I think she scheming Ain't been to sleep been stopped dreaming If it ain't stress, you must be grieving Looks can be deceiving You can make love in the morning That Mink flow, I'm warm Got milly in the safe, come Nigga get turned upside down I was rich way before the gang I was slime way before the name Kill shit like today And that's all I gotta say Ain't leading you wrong