[Intro: Gio Dee]
Whooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ooh

[Chorus: Gio Dee]
Gotta thank God so I put on Cristian Dior (Cristian Dior)
Pouring out the Ace for all the ones ain’t here no more
Never had a lot so I always wanted me more
Free my dogs that’s locked, they told ‘em they can’t ball, I'm on court (Damn)
Too many times it happened, man, this shit so tragic
Me and my dogs came from average, now we cross the atlas
59Fifty need to stop the cappin’ (Cap)
You step to me and my side we slide like Michael Jackson (Ooh)
I ain’t talking Magic City man they get to clappin’
Rappin’ started as a hobby, now my income passive
You gotta know em makе your money, don’t need your two cents
Lie to my bitch, shе stay 'cause she know who the truth is

[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Yeah
Grew up both parents
Really uncommon, it’s sad
Wish that my daughters could have
Moments like I used to have
That’s why I gotta…
That’s why I gotta get to the bag
QM, number one dad
I put that shit on the map
Really have some growing up to do, I’ve been doing just that
Old me, this isn’t that, new me, this isn’t that
New QM, yeah
Alright, look
The rap part’s easy
Back when I was just knee-high I was knee-deep, discretely
All the nights I put in work they was sleep
I was woke going hard, laying low
I pray my people experience freedom in their minds next
The way the cards stack, shit is complex
I don’t mind I’m on a beach while the sunset
Pimp hard yellin’ “preach” when I’m done, yeah (Aight, haha)
[Chorus: Gio Dee & TheCoolisMac]
Gotta thank God so I put on Cristian Dior (Cristian Dior)
Pouring out the Ace for all the ones ain’t here no more
Never had a lot so I always wanted me more
Free my dogs that’s locked, they told em they can’t ball, I'm on court (Damn)
Too many times it happened, man, this shit so tragic
Me and my dogs came from average, now we cross the atlas
59Fifty need to stop the cappin’ (Cap)
You step to me and my side we slide like Michael Jackson (Ooh)
I ain’t talking Magic City man they get to clappin’
Rappin’ started as a hobby, now my income passive
You gotta know em make your money, don’t need your two cents
Lie to my bitch (Yeah), she stay 'cause she know who the truth is (Okay)

[Verse 2: TheCoolisMac]
Strip club (Yeah), Lexus (Yeah), liquor store (Yeah, liquor store)
Access Grub, I ain’t skip one course (Okay)
Baby, stay down, you gon' get what’s yours (I promise)
Just like a fly I’m on shit of course (I’m on shit)
You smellin’ what I’m sellin’, wanna show me where you stay (Show me where you stay)
Imma take you home, let you feel it on the way (Yeah okay)
Young pimpin’, I ain’t asking for my pay (Never)
Yeah, I know my ego like triple what I weigh (Tripple what I weigh)
Kick back on my square shit been [?] this one (Yeah, turn up in here)
I just do me so I can’t be outdone (Don't do that)
Work it out like it’s my last job (Ooh)
UTD might have my team pop up like flash mob (Okay)
1-3-1-7 do big numbers, n***a like flashcards (Yeah)
We hard, too trill, too hard to kill the mob
She want the juice like its free refills at the bar
I know you see a n***a now 'cause my shit up to par (Yeah)
[Chorus: Gio Dee]
Gotta thank God so I put on Cristian Dior (Cristian Dior)
Pouring out the Ace for all the ones ain’t here no more
Never had a lot so I always wanted me more
Free my dogs that’s locked, they told em they can’t ball, I'm on court (Damn)
Too many times it happened, man, this shit so tragic
Me and my dogs came from average, now we cross the atlas
59Fifty need to stop the cappin’ (Cap)
You step to me and my side we slide like Michael Jackson (Ooh)
I ain’t talking Magic City man they get to clappin’
Rappin’ started as a hobby, now my income passive
You gotta know em make your money, don’t need your two cents
Lie to my bitch, she stay 'cause she know who the truth is

[Outro: Gio Dee]
Tell me what the truth is
Too much lies going around, don’t know what truth is
Tell me what the truth is
Too much lies going around, don’t know what truth is
Tell me what the truth is
All them lies going 'round, don’t know what the truth is
Tell me what the truth is
All them lies going 'round, don’t know what the truth is, ayy