Greenback the fame is itching now fucking how am addicted to fucking litting now am always looking unto God for the blessings ama dress it to the top and I top with the dressing niggas flexing no addressing all the dough in my yard bitch and am possessing can't be stressing niggas oppressing look am spitting ryhmes that are addictive cops are non-restrictive fucking contradictive Ama knock down demons and haters never gon be submissive Tried to hold me to the ground so they held me with the chain when there's no space on the track ama switch it to the lane Tryna make it to the top never going down the drain when I can't use my muscles no more I start to use my brain was alone counting the losses so I ain't splitting my gain I had no umbrella and they all just threw me in the rain now the green rolling in they say they all no my name they tried to put me out with gasoline didn't know I was the flame