[Intro]

I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh?

Pray for me

[Verse 1]

Hallucination of money, while nigga's stomach just rumble

Had to fuck with the Haitians and break a kilo to crumbles

Nigga livin' in rubble, but then I'm labelled a rebel

Any nigga wan' rumble, somebody hand me a shovel

Gotta silence the lambs, get on my Buffalo Bill

Steppin' off the Sonoma with the black duffle bag filled

Got a cute bitch with me, favor Kimora, for real

Got Meek Mill on the celly (Meek Milli) that nigga worth a few mil

I multiply what I manage, I manage to multiply

Witness real niggas fail, and watch you fuck niggas strive

Witness bitch niggas tell, Jabar just got twenty-five

At this point in my life, I'm just tryna survive

Homicide stay on my mind, Christopher Wallace of my time

R.I.P. to the legend, 2Pac Shakur with a nine

Makaveli returns, it's God forgives, and I don't

Resurrection of the real, time to get richer than Trump

[Chorus]

I'm rollin' the dice, four, five, six

Young nigga, nineteen, four or five bricks

Prayin' on you niggas, sinners full of hate

God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate

[Break]

Tryna keep my head above water, nigga

We pirates out here, nigga, just trying to stay afloat

And I ride for my niggas

[Verse 2]

Fascination with fortune afford me mansion and Porsches

Panameras abortion, marijuana imported

Dreams of gettin' cream and never to be extorted

Seen so many things, be preposterous not to record it

Product is in demand, profit not far behind

Got on my mother pearl, she fuckin' up father time

Babies be havin' babies, I'm talkin' 'bout how I grind

Niggas thinkin' it's voodoo the way bricks be multiplyin'

Affiliated with wealth, associated with death

Self-made millionaire, snatch a triple beam off the shelf

Straight Grim Reaper, Air Jordans walkin' the streets

Blackberry boss, one call, ya put to sleep

[Chorus]

I'm rollin' the dice, four, five, six

Young nigga, nineteen, forty five bricks

Prayin' on you niggas, sinners full of hate

God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate

[Outro]

The Lord is my light and my salvation

But I see none of you fuck niggas

Fuck what you heard, nigga

I need to feel it

I need to smell it

I need to see it