How y'all niggaz wanna be? You be a millionaire, you wanna be a billionaire? Nigga, you wanna be I wanna be I wanna be a trillionaire
I got them bricks 4 the And the purp by the I'm posted on the block till the sun go down,
Nigga, I fuckin' hustle, nigga, I get I can get doin' anything
I got them 4 the high And the purp by the I'm on the block till the sun go down, down
Nigga, I do my thing of fuckin' hustlers are y'all?
I was posted in that tip and my homeboy Blew an ounce of that in my Sean John Jones I got the mild for the low from smokin' plenty Tryna make a quick like my patna Maceo
I'm shinin' on my haters, signin' so I'm a pa Twenty G's on the chain and I'm still a couple blocks It started in temp, flippin' mids by them O-Z's
On the hill wit that shit a custom border Two gram, fifties, do the math for a one, I fulfill nigga's order What you nigga's wanna
Oh six' Nino Brown, flip the into the carter Rebirth, don't cut out my I stash purp pounds, that's down for the days And for my pay, I hit the when the sunrise I break one down and the rest goin' for the
I got them 4 the high And the by the pound I'm posted on the till the sun go down, down
I like the shit these niggaz is talkin' hustla's recognize other real hustla's That's why I'm wit em
I got them bricks 4 the And the purp by the I'm posted on the block the sun go down, down
I got houses in continents, nigga Nigga I did my in London, remember that? Fuck is wrong wit
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm the ruling Bricks lined up like cars at a I'm hard white, so I never twurk, touch and bust My on the block, so the work ain't even gotta touch
My money come in and I know just how to get it, man A low profile, might be ridin' a Civic, man never know it's me, but a nigga got the work holmes I move it all day, think he on my chirp phone
Connects so sweet and I'm wit tha Carribeans come from 'cross the water Masked, to my Europeans Supplyin', whole towns, counters in the projects Tryna double my money up, leave the block wit a
For you nigga's that like to pop, you I got them pills too Getcha you a of splitters Have you spinnin' some wheels fool This shit don't stop, I move this work I got my own bizness, I call this shit tha
I got them 4 the high And the by the pound I'm posted on the block the sun go down, down
Niggas get a million and think they gettin' it? Nigga, I made my million when I was a teenager
I got them 4 the high And the by the pound I'm on the block till the sun go down, down
Jones, Capo, Dipset, them know I'm 'bout this Spillin' champagne, all Vision's couches Like it, tell Alex keep the cris' rollin' I'm drunk blowin' weed wit the pistols showin'
Spendin' a couple K's up in Flyin' up Peachtree, racin' in the I'm so icy and I they like me
Seven saggin', fitted cap and my white tee The cars got they eyes poppin' And you can see the stars the ride droppin'
Aye, Jim Let ya boy Parlae get some of that Harlem I got crack than a curb, fuck wit me I'm out and keep snow like an Eskimo And when the slow, I cook extra blow
Put the game on it, get some extra dough Keep the cars pullin' up like Texaco I can make it get stiff like people my hand workin', wit the mic or a egg beater
And ya bank account? Shit, that's my pocket Residue on my clothes, call it I can beat it like my, I the dope like Tina
And I beat it I And I keep tha grass, so you can me the lawn-man I ride wit chickens like I came from a farm, man
I got them bricks 4 the And the by the pound I'm posted on the block the sun go down, down
You see how I get down wit the get Nigga, I got a car for every day of the And two other for the weekends Nigga, is wrong wit you?
I got bricks 4 the high And the purp by the I'm posted on the block the sun go down, down
is wrong wit y'all, nigga I can whatever I wanna sell I done sold muthafuckin' music, that was easy Started and sold it
I can get money in fashion, that was nuthin' In years I started that shit my part for thirty million And let's what the fuck is gonna be now