yeah i just been laying low niggas popping out on me, they be playing like it's some shit i aint ever seen before they think they banging like a stereo so i get on the mic and u turn em off my whip like a starry night van gogh i richer than most call me barry bonds i came from the trenches where we play with guns i put a drum on this shit make him dance to the beat chopper on my hip we gon chop him to pieces call my brother we gon raid out the city watches on my wrist know they be going silly if a nigga play with me then im bringing benny that's my gun and nigga he not friendly i got rich now im getting hate and envy if you didn't serve packs then you not a brethren i was riding around with my bag through the city if you not gang then you can't fuck with me glock on my hip you better test me i was down bad when that bitxh said she leaving now she wanna fuck cause im running up a Milli now she want me cause im running up the digits im back at my trap again heard my last one they want me to rap again glock near my abdomen back at my craft again rols Royce interior like a daffodil keep it real cash the same size as a movie reel i feel a little calmer i just popped a pill hold up that patek Philippe i ain't tryna feel im getting richer nigga i just signed a deal