[Intro: Teedra Moses]

Maybach shit

Cameras in the ceiling, Céline on my arm

We get ghost, you already know what it is

Money stuffed in my bag

Maybach shit

[Verse 1]

Bright lights and dark corners as night embark on us

Refugees runnin' wild, Wyclef with a SIG Sauer

Nothin' to lose, I was starvin' from the start

Now the same cat drivin' Jaguars

Open fire when you see me yell out and make 'em whisper

The club that I'm a member, they'll be gone by November

Keys to the city, got killers who slither with me

Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto, smoke a fat fifty

Billionaire bid, wrists on chill

Standin' in the field of dreams, tryna see a hundred mil

These boys goin' blind they just happy bein' free

In a world of so many, I just wanted me a ki'

Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece

Slice of cheesecake before my niggas all deceased

These boys snort lines, I'm fine just sippin' wine

Amsterdam in the air, tomorrow on my mind

[Chorus]

I'm Berry Gordy to the streets

With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast

I wanna be there when each one of my kids born

Royal blood, hundred acres each to live on

Real nigga to the day that I'm deceased

Even then I pray I'm livin' through these beats

Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks

Burnin' Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf

[Verse 2]

Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick

Always runnin' late, quick to show up with your bitch

The Hublot's cool but my Terminator's foolish

All stainless steel, quick to match it with my tool and

Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit

Red or blue, do you, as long as you're gettin' rich

Crack game, champagne, kilos on the stock exchange

Rolls Royce, new Ghost, that's a nigga pocket change

These niggas actin' like they want a war!

When it come to whackin' niggas, I done won awards

Nigga, you a bitch, where yo' Honda Accord?

I'm ridin' in some shit only I can afford

Shouldn't claim the hood til you build a rapport

Amsterdam state of mind: I just gave you a tour

I'm laughin' at the people who label me poor

Now I piss on Europeans, you'd think it was porn

[Chorus]

I'm Berry Gordy to the streets

With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast

I wanna be there when each one of my kids born

Royal blood, hundred acres each to live on

Real nigga to the day that I'm deceased

Even then I pray I'm livin' through these beats

Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks

Burnin' Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf

[Outro]

I'm speakin' on unwritten laws, the code of the streets

I'm not the type of nigga that you bump into at a 7-Eleven and just pull your pistol on him

And do what the fuck you want to do

Niggas like me, you gotta get permission homie

And that could take a long time!

In that time, I'ma handle my motherfuckin' business..

Ugh! Ugh!

It's the red light district, nigga this Amsterdam

Wherever the fuck I'm at

It's a no go

We green light you bitch niggas

Rozay