[Hook - Nipsey Hussle:]
Need a hundred a show so we can fly in a jet
f*ck with you girl, you always ready for sex
Keep my eye on this game and let the money invest
And n*gga I'm a die for my f*cking respect
[Verse 1 - Nipsey Hussle:]
You f*cking with a young n*gga, two twelves in the trunk n*gga
Havin everything he want n*gga
Life on the rush n*gga, probably never get enough n*gga
All he wanna do is stunt n*gga
n*ggas always looking up to him, whole spot going up to him
New money getting stuck to him
Life it was rough to him
Skinny n*gga he was buff to it, trying to do it like Puff do it
Do it like Russ do it, real life said wassup to it
Need a Benz n*gga f*ck Buick
Made a plan and I stuck to it
I'm the man you a bluff to us, small talk such a sus to us
The money is a must to us
We came from these corners but we at it til we affluenced
You gotta bring your guts to it
Trying to get it to the point they gotta bring it in a truck to us
[Hook - Nipsey Hussle]
[Verse 2 - Rick Ross:]
All 'em blogs never shook a n*gga
Hundred racks just to book a n*gga
Greatest ever like a Brooklyn n*gga
All this ice here is hard to overlook a n*gga
Fell in love with that fast money
50 racks on that back end
Walk through cause four bricks
Maybach's when I back in
LAX Nip roll that pound
Pool outside of that polo lounge
MOB b*tch hold that down
Pinky ring go Rolex crown
Testify; never go that route
Black bottles, that Moet out
My first mil I had a Kodak smile
Tell the plug bring more back now
Fake jewels never tolerate it
Pray boobee's case exhonerated
Every night I thank God I made it
Every night I thank God I made it!
My b*tch bad like Paula Patton
Big ass mansion from all that rappin
Tell the police call the captain
Motherf*cker I'm a start the clappin
[Hook - Nipsey Hussle]