[Verse 1]

Me and my ^!$$%s tryna get it you (*##$

Get the house lit tell me is you with it you (*##$
Home invasion was persuasive
From nine to five I know its vacant you (*##$

Dreams of living life like rappers do
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool
I $#&@ed Sherene then went to tell my bros

Then Usher Raymond ?Let it Burn? came on
Hot sauce in my Top Ramen, ya (*##$
Parked the car and then we started rhyming

The only thing we had to free our mind
Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs
You looking like an easy come up you (*##$

A silver spoon I know you come from you (*##$
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
Go at a reverend for the revenue


[Hook]
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you do
Everybody gon respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever

And I been hustlin all day,this a way,that a way
Thru c!@#^s and alleyways,just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

A dollar might, just $#&@ your main (*##$ that's just how I feel
A dollar might, say $#&@ them ^!$$%s that you came with that's just how I feel
A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel

A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel

[Verse 2]

Dreams of living life like rappers do
Bump that new E-40 after school
You know big ballin with my homies

Earl Stevens had us thinking rational
Back to reality we pour
Another casualty of war

Two bullets in my uncle tony head
He said one day I'd be on tour
That Louie's Burger never be the same

A louis belt will never ease that pain
But I'mma purchase one that day is ????
Pull off at Church's with ?????

Gang signs out the window
Hoping all of em offend you
They say your hood is a pot of gold

And we gone crash it when nobodies home

[Hook]


[Jay Rock]
Imagine Jay up in the projects

Where them ^!$$%s pick your pockets
And the clothes don't miss them stockings
Liquor spilling pistols popping

Baking soda YOLA whipping
Ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
My homeboy just domed a ^!$$%

I just hope the Lord forgive him
Pots with cocaine residue
Everyday I'm hustling

What else is a thug to do?
When you eatin' cheese from the government
Gotta provide for my daughter 'n'em

Get the $#&@ up out my way, (*##$
Got that drum and got them bass
Just like a parade, (*##$

Drop that work up in the bush
And just hope them boys don't see my stash
If they do tell the truth

This the last time you might see my $$#
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut
Them serpents lurking blood

(*##$es selling #~!!@, ^!$$%s selling drugs
But it's all good
Broken promise sister tell you what time it is
Take your J's tell you to kick it where a footlocker is
In the streets with a heater under my dungarees

Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree