Uh, yeah

Blowin' money fast, but we ride slow (skrt)
This lifestyle we live, to die for, so bullets is high lows
Ain't no tellin' how it might go (yeah)
Shooter's hoppin' out with the mask, watch his whole life flash, it's a slideshow (brt)
Everyday is a dice roll, might get his head cracked
Niggas ain't playin' fair, tryna make his bread back
They go crazy when they see low green (uh)
When you get the hot hand, they kill they self esteem
Street dreams are made of these
My uncle whip just got seized, for a hundred keys
Couldn't believe it when I heard the news, though I always knew that the hustlers spirit is in my blood
Just a different path I had to choose
I'm havin' it my way, ain't playing by the rules
Real player in the game, can give you a pointer or two (that's right)
Say, when the odds is against you what you gonna do?
Gotta keep a winners attitude, or else you gonna lose
Ooh, I wanna know

Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar (yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it babe (I need it babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom, but I fell harder (swear)
Baby, when I see your face (haha)
Let me fix your problems
Baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (right)
What you want? I'ma cop' it, I oughta tell ya baby, it's yours, it's yours

We just tryna thrive cause all we know is survival
Livin' in the concrete jungle had to be tribal (yeah)
Basic instincts, my second nature is primal
Any sign of a rival, dead on arrival (yeah)
Everyday my niggas gon' pray, hand on the bible (right)
On these streets seen false prophets and false idols (uh)
Lotta niggas claimin' they king, and lost titles, by their queen's, got they ass set up, cause they was liable
Breathe a new life in the game, it's a revival
Left me no choice but to take the spot that was rightful
Life is a bitch, and she back on the cycle
Can't stop till the chips I stack tall as the eiffel
My attitude is spiteful, my vision is insightful
Only downfall, at times I'm too prideful
I'm the king of poppin' shit, but I ain't michael
The bag so long, look like I'm packin' a rifle
Ooh, I wanna know

Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar (yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it babe (I need it babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom, but I fell harder (swear)
Baby, when I see your face (haha)
Let me fix your problems
Baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (right)
What you want? I'ma cop' it, (yeah), I oughta tell ya baby, it's your's, it's yours

Came a long way, always wanted that
You was fuckin' with them drug dealers out there sellin' packs
Had to let my money stack
Start to rap, got up in my bag, had to double back
And I'm a star, hit you in that sweet, with that honey pack (uh)
Unwrap, them buns clap, while them guns clap
Shootouts in your hood, while I'm in it, I'm still gon' come back
I'm with all the smoke, I'ma hit it until my lungs black (wo)
Then you poke it out, I'ma stick it in like a thumb tack
Jerkin' like you don't want that (yeah)
I want you to lick it until your tongue chap (ugh)
Them diamonds be hitting under Burberry mittens (woo)
They get it clapped to precision, see you ain't get the vision (right, yeah, uh)
I been on a mission, copped you a new patti labelle, that's a new addition (uh)
Maybach, color, bobby brown, this the new addition (damn)
Ooh, I wanna know

Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar (yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it babe (I need it babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom, but I fell harder (swear)
Baby, when I see your face (haha)
Let me fix your problems
Baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (right)
What you want? I'ma cop' it, (yeah), I oughta tell ya baby, it's your's, it's yours