You can't do it like rich finna do it

Who the fuck told you copy my music

I'm the one with the style and influence

How the fuck am I really gone prove it

I drop hit after hit after hit

I'm not Drake Imma ride through the seven

[?]

Dropped a tape we gone fuck up the block

On they neck, on they ass, on they top

Imma give this shit all that I got

Machiavelli, I'm feeling like Pac

Make a bitch bust it down in my socks

Got to leave I ain't got time to chill

I take money, my mind on the M

Need the paper or the motherfucking penny

Get the mic cause I'm finna go in

Hop on the beat tear that motherfucking beat up

Hop on the mic I feel like Ruben Sr

Singing my heart out I just got to sing it

Whole lotta sticks in this motherfucking beamer

Whole lotta money I don't got a wallet

Bitches you always just switch up the topic

I got the mind of a madman I'm bugging

I'm from the west so you know that I'm thugging

I get 'em gone by the push of a button

He make a diss on a song he a dummy

Baby brother wrap him up like a mummy

So many bodies, got sick to my stomach

I'm not reading all these comments they bogus

I'm running shit if you still haven't noticed

[?] he a soldier

Hit his shit 'til it's done and it's over

I got to roll with the punches

I did this shit off of nothing

This shit gets filthy as fuck

Sometimes I question myself, is he doing enough

Then I look up in the mirror [?]

You make the calls, you causing problems that no one can solve, just give him a hand or a round of applause

I want it all, I need it all, I'm tryna shine, you know I'm tryna ball

A house in the hill with a fence and a lawn, that's what I want and I knew all along

I ride with my daughter and show her my song

When she look up she say dad you a star

Why they take pictures and following us

All of this shit it just gives me a rush

Never say never you never get [?]

I'm feeling like me yeah I'm just leveling up

I don't understand what I made in a month

I'm spending shit I'm ain't saving enough

I used to be broke than a bitch on my ass

They said boy rich they know imma crash

I got to show them they don't understand

They used to doubt me I do what I can