[Verse 1]
I'm all about respect, cashing them checks
We next at their necks
Cooling out west, quarter mill on me I'm looking to invest
Big ass mac the gat blow a chunk up out your ball fade
Popping that shit will get your moms clapped
It's rules that you can't forget
War stories about my crime life that got me this rich
And all that type of shit
We came from avenue thugs to ghetto superstars
Poverty kids, food stamps to living large
I gotta stay rich, champagne and caviar
[?] told a bad bitch come rub my battle scars
You see we made it too far just to go out on some bullshit
[?] this crazy world of ours
You getting rich we on the same time

[Bridge]
N***a it's bank timе
I told them n***as it's game time
N***a it's gamе time
I told them n***as it's game time

[Verse 2]
I could have made a million off the dope
I made a quarter off the gram
Hit a lick for a dub then I split it with the fam
I swear the work so good fiends smoking out the can
We on the block four guns deep, that's word to my man
Now fast forward from that bullshit we on the stage
The fans looking at me, they riding my wave
I'm on the god level fuck what they say
Shit n***a fucking with me it's gonna be the gun in your face
But that's life though
The mac 10 will have you moonwalking like Michael
I got my gloves on and I'm keeping my distance
Yo I ain't tripping these n***as be snitching
These n***as is bitches, I heard that he told on them