Yeah, I'm a spit of this real game Some real shit, some real Na, na, whoa, oh,
Ugh, check my watch, my chain simple and plain, the Chevy wit the blew out brains As I and mash, count this cash and flash, cop and blow a zip wit Bash
Since everything is big in Texas then the zag's? I'm across the finish line, tell me where's the my rag top, should have brought the Jag On the me and Beesh, look at all this ass
I could you stories but can show you cash you game and secrets that I know you'll pass To the playa hater and he'll break like glass Now I got a bunch of people digging' through my
So I choose to floss who's the boss, let's ink it It's Rich for those who thought re-think it Some yell it and tell it, I blow it and it and smell it Let's spend tokens wit my people who it, what?
I can show you than I can tell ya I can show you than I can tell ya I can show you better I can tell ya But really nothin' though But it's nothin' though
I could you somethin' dirty deep up in them corners mayne the deal? I could bend the and make it hotter than a Forman grill I got the keys to the Chevy I could show you mother snitches straight to Belize
Now that's low, fa sho', conspiracy and I could you real cats doin' time over a ho I show you poor and happy, or rich one's that lose they mind I could show you dime in school fashion design
I could show you streetlights and heart beak I could you young cats gettin' popped wit yayo to do what I gotta do to satisfy the man in me And from the looks of thangs the ain't understandin' me
The original scale reader The playa who be stackin' his Velveeta I could show you boss stuntin' so fuckin' I could show you rapper's frontin' but mayne it's nothin'
I can show you better than I can ya I can you better than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya But it's nothin' though But really nothin' though
I could show you, I could you and teach you I you and where you comin' from, I understand it This been goin' on dog, it's no end Life is like a bullet in back from a close friend
Disappointed to the point I'm runnin' by myself Never knowin' where I'm start to wonder myself, yeah Money was a necessity, my got the best of me You think you smokin' Uncle B, who got the
I'm sayin' it's nothin', I say it sincerely, and speakin' I'd you respect me than fear me I a long way and still I got a while to go You thinkin' to yourself, "What's he smilin' for?"
My dog Bash about to be platinum his thang So if you him for it, boy you fakin' and know it We takin' this money, big of bills I'm like a whole 'nother person when it come to this
I can show you than I can tell ya I can show you better I can tell ya I can show you better I can tell ya But it's really nothin' But it's nothin' though
I can show you better than I can ya I can you better than I can tell ya I can show you better I can tell ya But it's really though But it's really nothin'