killa Hop on the beat like a mod'fuckin major On the way to the paper, get ready for pressure I hate me, i love me fuck all you haters Give me the respect I deserve, I'm a greatest. I'm sitting, they rating y'all niggas, but still ain't up to my status. The money generated like cache when i load it. Came out frozen, popo robbed me,=i fell out, sorry Took me days, but i came back solid. Got the loud in my pocket, but i don't sell it. Hit her hard, that she rings my cele. I feel the pieces, but i ain't fully broken. Fuck what you talking, if ain't bout money Got a lot of space, but I'm still nulling How about the bitch that you trust still fuckin Some other niggas, and they all just talkin' ? Oh, oh she the one who stalkin I was just focused on my pocket You know what I want is being loaded She say she like a guy who's frozen. Before I say yes, you gotta gimme that throat