[Intro]
Yeah I’m back in this b*tch and I’m better than ever
Going off like a robot in a metal detector
They say never say never, b*tch I’m never going broke
If this rap sh*t don’t work then it’s back to selling dope
[Hook]
The money and the power – that’s all I need, that’s all I need
A bad b*tch in my shower – that’s all I need, that’s all I need
Just give me 24 hours – that’s all I need, that’s all I need
This whole world gon’ be ours – that’s all I need, that’s all I need
[Verse 1]
Living like a god, kicking playboy bunnies out
Ghost in my garage, I live in a haunted house
This ain’t no façade, I told your ass a hundred times
I know what you did last summer but this summer’s mine
I ain’t even f*cking ‘round, n*gga it’s the money man
Candy bar in my back pocket, I’m sitting on a hundred grand
I don’t think you understand what the f*ck is going down
n*ggas can’t see me like the grownups in Charlie Brown
Step foot in my part of town, n*gga keep that Velcro
Swear you n*ggas couldn’t touch the kid if you was Elmo
Up in magic city f*cking with a thick red ho
Throw a band like I’m ‘bout to do the people’s elbow
Test Thugga, hell no, you must want to see the lead
Last n*gga tried, he died like an easter egg
Mammy two shoes, y’all n*ggas can’t see ahead
f*cking with my muse, we don’t even need a bed
She say the average joe Johnson can’t do what my d will
My dope chick a KG, she got everything pierced
Head coach, she swallow kids, then I got to jet
She got a Lakers fan cheering for the Brooklyn Nets
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
It’s your majesty, outfit a masterpiece
You a lil’ fly – science class – just a gnat to me
It’s a travesty, why you n*ggas so broke?
I been chasing money, Ben Franklin is a slow poke
I show boat, just bought a Benz, get brain like Arthur's friend
House so big, it got different views like an argument
That’s baller sh*t, shot caller sh*t, n*ggas we two different fonts
Something like a midget’s growth, n*gga all I do is stunt
Something like a dopeman, n*gga all you do is front
You know I’ll smoke a roach if he is a little blunt
Beat you n*ggas to the punch, this sh*t just ain’t fair at all
Thousand steps ahead of y’all, I’m so fly, I’m scared of frogs
Asked me if I sexed your broad, the answer is yes
Eyes on the money, I beat Benji in a staring contest
b*tch I’m the best of the best, same n*gga in and out the booth
Used to have the soda now I got the juice
And your b*tch so thirsty, you know I got in between
Beat her like a thief; she blew Trey like a Kid Cuisine
Money sh*t, don’t intervene, balling like Kobe
These n*ggas falling off like Wile E. Coyote
[Hook]