Verse 1

I know how it feel when you be a boss and you be surrounded by lames.

I know how it feel when they owe you money, and nixxas be playing them games.
I know you was jocking my style and hating when you heard the "Wobbily Bang".
Like I was just slacking on pimping and really wasn't out here spitting these flames.

I'm out on the grind. You stalling for time. Just give me my money and go.
Stop counting the %#@!, just give me my grip and just dip when you come through the door.
I'm dipping and diving and gripping and grinding.

You (*##$ing and whining like broads.
I think like a boss. I'm cut from the cloth. You nixxas ain't living these laws.


Chorus
Give me my money. Just give me my money. Just give me my money. Just give me my money I'm gone!
Give me my money. Just give me my money. Just give me my money. Just give me my money I'm gone!

Give me my money. Just give me my money. Just give me my money. Just give me my money I'm gone!
Give me my money. Just give me my money. Just give me my money. Just give me my money I'm gone!
(Repeat)


Second Verse
I know how it feel when (*##$es be fronting and they just be after your bread.

You try to spit game, but they rearrange and change every word that you said.
I know how it feel to roll up some kush, and taking it right to the head.
I know how it feel, when you get killed, but then you come back from the dead.