I said the whole mob goodie, we don't see low green
All you n***as POVs is below G's
A n***a be ballin' it's the negro league
I was a slaver to a major, I'm straight without a lead or C
They steady bitchin' bout who read it
Nepotism, jealousy and how they be ahead of me you can come address the king
I got flows for foes, I go toe to toe with superstars and n***as at the corner store
Two bougie broads was going blow for blow
While I was in Milan modeling Dolce clothes
God said get yo bread sip a glass of wine, I damn near cried
The day Jam Master died, from the D to NY hoes can't deny
Wanna know where I'm headed better go ask the sky
You can't fuck with the nicks if I'm passing dimes
Mask in mind get cash like a mastermind, how you behind?
And frontin' on me
All this big shit drippin' ain't nothin on me
With a thick bitty thats this pretty in this city
I'm ten toes you need a shovel to get Diggy
I'm big bro you need a Russell a Big Willy, Big Joe, both Shawn's and big Fendi
Getting mad at comics who comment, that shit silly
If I'm that mad I get the strap like this 50
When you see me acting bougie in Coogi that's no biggie
All I want is harmony n***as get fake busy
That nine on yo side is quiet, Shy Glizzy
Yo girl was yours she mine, she so picky
Caught her going dumb on live, woah Vicky
Try to diss me around this time its too risky, mob ties yo hands tied you can't criss me
They call next I got 5, don't pick me, look
My daddy status a bonus, I own my own cause I'm grown-ish