[Intro]

Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse]

Check the fuckin' numbers, buddy, I been gettin' money

Old hoes buggin' on my celly, they want somethin' from me

Only thing they gettin' is a picture of my new bitch

Mofuckas buggy, y'all can suck me on my damn dick

I'm not rich but I could buy a bitch some new tits

I don't got a room but all these rings up on my damn fist

I feel like Rick James, minus all the cocaine

That was me in 2017 but those my old ways

I ditched the acid and the shrooms cause I got shit to do

Critics on my dick so now I got a lot of shit to prove

Dropped a couple hits and got the people goin' crazy

Buncha groupies on my Twitter askin' me to have their baby

Fuck Kanye, nah, he ain't relevant

Just another rich man suckin' on the President

Rap needs a new mofucka that can represent

Poverty and all the rest, and I can do that shit the best

Me and my momma used to live inside the shelter

And I cried like every night because my momma needed better

All the pain I felt inside, I talk

On top of that, my pops was sellin' dope

Easy access to that shit, I started druggin' just to cope

Pussy mothafucka, I am Hip-Hop

I ain't gonna stop until you see me at the damn top

And if I ever flop, this gon' be the hardest shit I ever drop

Prolly not, 'cause a mofucka hot