(Intro)

You see

Every hustler gotta story to tell

I know I do

You see everybody think they got what it take to make it

A lot of niggas won't make it, huh we made it

It's that rich gang shit, that YMCMB shit

That get rich or get wealthy shit

Ain’t no other option for the mob nigga

Lil' nigga doe

(Verse: 1)

Now I'm clutching on my toast

While I'm ridin' in my ghost and I'm puffing Cali smoke

While I'm headed to the boat

Got two bad chicks with me I'm bout to fuck 'em both

I remember when I was broke man I couldn't fuck a ho

YMCMB dog you know I took a oath

I'm getting bread by the loaf and I get greeted like a pope

That Louie V purse ain't the only thing she toke

So you better use caution when you approach

Stay in line nigga ain't no need to encroach

Break your legs player and have you running to your coach

I need to feel some fingers since God got a hand

And what's a calender when they say God's got a plan

I already know what's part of your tradition and it's part of your religion

When you brought up in conditions that's considered hard to live in

So you're addicted to the paper

And I ain't treach homie, but I'm naughty by nature

And niggas try to erase you like you was born a mistake

And haters be like slow down on the gas, pump your brakes

Them niggas that are fake I leave them floating up a lake

Mow the lawn for the snakes, set a trap for the mice

I've been heavy on the dice

I only sleep on my flights

My baby needs shoes, and my momma need lights

And my hommie got life, man in jail he got left

So he lost all his rights

Now all I could do was just write

Tell him that he ain't dead yet

He can live through me, and back to this crazy world

He can give through me

Fuck the world if they can't adjust, I'mma keep flossing

And since life is a marathon, I'mma run it for Boston

I'm in the garden, bumping up the best of Marvin

Food for thought for you niggas starving

Up until then, I'mma be duckin' behind the project buildin'

Smoking that fire we with the ghetto children

Plotting on a way that we can make a million, million, lord

Up until then, I'mma be duckin' behind the project buildin'

Smoking that fire we with the ghetto children

Plotting on a way that we can make a million, million, lord

Up until then

Up until then

Up until then, lord

Up until then

Up until then

Up until then, lord