I be smoking a lot, you be smoking a lil, that bitch making it pop, I came for the thrill, nothing in life is free, I gotta get it for me, I be stacking my paper, so hoe let me be, I can never be a hater, man I never wont, I guess I see you later, man I guess I dont, I'm tired of these fakes, I'm tired of these snakes, behind my back but never to my face, cruising down my street with the windows down, puffing on a blunt we dont pass around, I'm the king of the city in your town, I swim with sharks no way I drown, I'm living in large, I'm loving the art, dream I'm doing the most, from coast to coast, money, cream get that money, get that money, let me pop my collar, and let me Holla at you for a dollar, pick it up, pick it up bitch, straight from floor, pick it up one more time then drop it low, what the fucks in store, you already know, hail icy snow, red light stop n go, this lil show, must keep going, I shine so bright, I keep glowing