Money Power & Respect lyrics

[Verse]
Yo, show, yo, show, show
Before Trump was in the White House, I was in one on my block
I can teach you how to glide, creep up and catch a opp
Why these f*ck n*ggas talkin' bad about me to a thot?
Man are actin' like gyal, remind me of Nia Long, yo
Runnin' through these bands, boy that's nothin' that I sweat
I know the mac hold thirty-two like it's sponsored by Wretch
Arteta on my block, the youngens love me, I'm a vet
You ain't good up on your block, they don't show you no respect
And they ain't touched me
Opps in my sight, I back it out and show them f*ckery
Put me up in Tape with twenty hoes, them hookers love me
Tell me kill her pus*y, baby, I ain't Ted Bundy
How you drill rap and you ain't scored? Them man are clumsy
Yo, I know a n*gga that told, but he never took the stand
He was in the station gettin' busy with them statements
Playin' sign language cah he talkin' with his hand
50K in cash, rip it out the rubber band
I'm f*ckin' all the gyal that look good up in the Gram
By 2030, check point ten M's
A lot of man there ain't even touched ten bags