(Verse)

All we ever wanted was some money, why you niggas hating

Used to wear that prada, talkin dollars in my conversation

I got so many bitches that i might just make a compilation

Never snitch, always gettin rich and thats an honest statement

Want some bricks, might just take a trip but i ben comtemplating

Cause the way my life is set this shit be so complicated

Wanna feed the streets and help my niggas i feel obligated

Grew up in the hood and my apartment over populated

Confiscated, police took my homies locked they ass away

Nothing's free, want something mee then you have to pay

All these pussy niggas wanna be gangsta, that shit sad to say

Shoutout to go-go's and my old heads in the cabarat

(Chorus)

Clientele, Clientele, they say you want some money then go buy a scale

Clientele, Clientele,boy you want some money then go buy a scale

Clientele, Clientele, they say you want some money then go buy a scale

Clientele, Clientele,boy you want some money then go buy a scale