Intro lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, it's f*ck the fame n*gga
I'm in it for the money
That's all I want out this sh*t
It's like, man I've been underrated my whole life in this sh*t
Hah, but it's time to show the world now, FG

[Verse]
I'm tired of people puttin' me last like Lil Famous ain't the sickest
Been the rawest in my city, name a n*gga f*ckin' with me
Since a youngin I been gettin' it, nobody gave me a pill
Remember nights up on the fight
Servin' that white, stomach was empty
Now I'm winnin', all you n*ggas gonna play like you was with me
di*k riding, b*tch you need to get the f*ck, boy I ain't friendly
You be caking with a b*tch, I'm on a phone talking to Benji
I be trapping and rapping, tryna turn an Audi to a Bentley
You be missing the action chasing them hoes, ain't 'bout your business
Now you blaming everybody 'cause you broke, buildin' up envy
But I ain't trippin', on my mama I refuse to let you get me
See this Glock twenty-three stay on my waist, the clip extended
And the K it's in my name, ain't gotta aim, the b*tches flip things
You lame, it ain't a game, I'm sending flames, I bet you feel it
Clip curved like a banana, you don't wanna see me peel it
Better be Tony Montana, and b*tch I doubt that's how you livin'
I stay strapped with them hammers, might send my lil one on a mission
He don't talk with no grammar, he just go blam you with the Smitty
Pour a deuce in a Fanta and stuff a grammy in a minute
pus*y b*tch I'ma stamp you, that go for whoever against me
[Outro]
You got me f*cked up if you think that you can stop this sh*t, n*gga
FG to the death of me
I'm steppin' on sh*t this year, yeah
I got ten on me now
The f*ck a n*gga mean?