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