[Chorus]

When the people doubted me I never tripped on them niggas

I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them niggas

Never backstage or gossip I’m so sick of these niggas

Swear they know everything but don’t see the big picture

I ain’t in this by myself them kids look up to me

Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs

When you mention my name better put respect on it

Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah

[Verse 1]

I’m a mind set up all about the dollar

Ain’t got time for these fuck niggas make problems

I’m tryin’a ball today fuck tomorrow, get my money larger

Apply pressure and go harder

I’m a dope sellin’ money gettin’ nigga

Fuck them hoes up on my scrilla

Don’t be playin’ ‘bout my money we squeeze triggers

I play the ball but now it’s a different court

NBA said I won’t do shit, I’ve found a different sport

I had to [?] and move out them songs

You thought I wasn’t [?] gettin’ rich off my phone

I ball to hard like [?] out the long

If you ain’t talkin’ money, leave me the fuck alone

[Chorus]

When the people doubted me I never tripped on them niggas

I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them niggas

Never backstage or gossip I’m so sick of these niggas

Swear they know everything but don’t see the big picture

I ain’t in this by myself them kids look up to me

Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs

When you mention my name better put respect on it

Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah

[Verse 2]

Been on my own I, mama your baby boy grown now

I’m on the traffic movin’ zones I

Killin’ every song I, on the roll [?]

Papa was a rolling stone but tried to hit me ‘cause I’m on now

I’m just trappin’ and rappin’, I’m rhymin’ and stackin’

I’m a make this shit happen, catch me out it’s no lackin’

Had to designer my parents, I ain’t lovin’ these hoes, I just fuck them and nap them

Had to tell myself I was going to do something, I did it

And if I ever told you I love you shit I meant it

This [?] ‘till I’m finished, I’m Popeye off the spinach

When I pop up they gon’ feel me, all that [?] just kill it

It’s the Youngin hoe

[Chorus]

When the people doubted me I never tripped on them niggas

I just got my money up and tossed some trips on them niggas

Never backstage or gossip I’m so sick of these niggas

Swear they know everything but don’t see the big picture

I ain’t in this by myself them kids look up to me

Got a family to feed, got to take care of the needs

When you mention my name better put respect on it

Matter fact, you mention me, put a check on it, yeah yeah