[Intro]
(Buddah, bless this beat)
[Chorus]
Gold bottles, sippin' champagne
20 bitches tryna scam things
I remember all the stomach pains
The world crying when you see the ring
Police asking for a nigga name
I remember in my membrane
People think a nigga got it all
But my nigga still in a gang
I can make a nigga knock em' off
And he did if off the love of game
Same nigga from the nawfside
Thank God, cause it's been a lot of change
You could look and see it in my eyes
Got a dark side, got a lot of stains
[Verse]
Run up the racks, I been chasing them commas
I'm feeding my son and I feed my lil' mamas
I don't want smoke and I don't want no problems
Stay on the block where I'm counting them dollas
Don't be in the street cause I know it's piranhas
I birkin my mama it's green, iguana
Wake up in mansions it seems to be normal
I give my young nigga [?]
Kow I'm the lean main, I'ma pour it
Pull up in lamborghinis and I floor it
She like the fame, money, and the poet
Everybody say they loyal, don't show it
I see them watching, gripping, paranoid
Look at my bank, it's crippin' making noise
I teach my kids to clean and do the chores
I got my bitch, I'm cuttin' off the whores
Back to ya [?] I'm [?] [?]
My money long, don't make me start a war
I lost my brother Pistol, hurt my core
Value my kids, it's something I adore
I board the jet, it's time to go to tour
Look at my wrist, I'm shitting, where the toilet
Opps in the house and they tryna avoid it
Lean on my shoulder, my family's important
(Buddah, bless this beat)
[Chorus]
Gold bottles, sippin' champagne
20 bitches tryna scam things
I remember all the stomach pains
The world crying when you see the ring
Police asking for a nigga name
I remember in my membrane
People think a nigga got it all
But my nigga still in a gang
I can make a nigga knock em' off
And he did if off the love of game
Same nigga from the nawfside
Thank God, cause it's been a lot of change
You could look and see it in my eyes
Got a dark side, got a lot of stains