[Verse]
Living in glory, living notorious
Eat a little fish, a little chicken, go gym, nigga living like warrior
Feeling like Morpheus, I gotta make a nigga forfeit his
That’s, very unfortunate, I take a beat and make a feast of it
I’m unleashed and shit, reminiscing while the reefer lit
You see what happen when you recommit? Bang, bang, niggas thieving lives
I had a dream we would all combine, you gotta cross the line
Be free from the fear inside, set bounds when you cut off sides, that niggas out his mind
He done jumped in the gym though, boy cut like Freddy Krue’, slice like Kimbo
I’m a lamp in the Benzo, fish tanks on the window, fuck nigga, Frito
I’ma get ’em cause I know I got ’em, I’m in the Jeep with the two-eight bottoms, I’m getting UK dollars
Riding ’round with some spiritual shottas and we’ll lift somebody spirit up out it, ain’t really worried about it
Working more and saying less, easy as the alphabet
I’m like, aye, Ace is amazing, save me a spot at the top with the greatest
Actually active with accurate aiming, I’m happy, elated, I’m blessed and I’m favored, be all you can be
Before the beast, gotta unleash, never retreat
Gotta believe, fly to Belize, me and the Queen, privacy please
You gotta see, see for the ceiling, [?] look way more appealing
Pushing my limits, in love with the feeling, count up a million and slice a percentage, I’m paying myself
E for the effort, fuck with me never, I’m way too clever
Foot on the pedal, feel like Mandela, clean as Consuela, smooth as vanilla
F is feather, flourish together, nourish the weather, people get jealous, keep up, repel it, fuck what you selling, shit is pathetic, we gon’ address it, G as in goat
We are on go, hop in the Ghost, I’m with my woe, we rockin’ Presi’s like we bout to vote
This was a dream we envisioned before, used to be broke
H is for healing, I as in illest, J as in jealous, K as kinetic
Killing them, baby, L is for Legend, live in the present
Learn all the lessons, lean on your leverage
M as in money, march with them blessings
N is for nigga, we [?], we super special, we like a legend
O is for olo, pull up to Soho, sometimes you just gotta stunt a on doh doh
P is for practice, who’s up for some static? I got that W, all of my pieces exceptional, you wonder why I’m ahead of you, Z is for zilla, knew you would feel it
This is the Purge, knew I would kill it
[Outro] Nigga, picture this, mind, body, and the soul divine, got everything that you need inside you
Gotta ease your pride, got keys, I can lead the blind
You won’t believe how I beat the odds, do you believe in God? Q as in quality, that’s automatic
R is for realer, S is for shivers, losing my nigga, man I remember
T as in triumph, U as in unit, V as in viewing, fuck is we doing?

Stackin’ up profit shit
We ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout the problems
We stackin’ dollar bills up
‘Cause there ain’t no future, it’s right now what you make it
[Verse]
Uh, it’s right now what you make it
You gettin’ fronted, that’s what you touchin’, that’s not what you makin’
And I’m still with dread-heads like I was Jamaican
And we still risk-takin’, get a half a brick shakin’
Then a half a book shakin’
Yeah, I wear them face mask so I don’t look wasted
Still stickin’ to the basics
Big bro the real deal, he gon’ bust that bitch, taste this
That lil’ heron crack flow, this shit laced
Still straight from 7-9, every day in different states, kid
Give my lawyer 50 more, I ain’t tryna face a bid
Jealousy a motherfucker, see it in your face, it is
I ain’t hurt a motherfucker, why you gotta hate the kid? [Intro]
Uh, yeah (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Uh, switch this shit up
Big bro said this that (Back on that rappin’ shit)
Weighin’ it up, scalin’ that shit, man
Countin’ up, you know? Tweak, watch your top, ’cause I’m rocked, we knockin’ that shit off
Hustle like a motherfucker, know we droppin’ that shit off
If he try and tax, we cop 50, knock all that shit off
Still gotta ride with a 50, and I ride with a 50
All 100s, I’m outside with a 50
Pop out this bitch on my side, flash and it’s empty
Bitch mad, I’ve been in my bag, now I’m in a sitchy
Y’all know Marley and Max, I know Scratchy and Itchy
Learned the whole Lakeshore, I was ridin’ with Richie
I don’t think he seen his son ‘fore he died, that shit hit me
Slim ain’t never see his son ‘fore he died, that shit hit me
I ain’t cried in a minute, I be cryin’, shit be hittin’ me
I be tryna leave the hood alone, but that shit don’t fit me
Know I’m still ’bout it, ’bout it, I’m outside in my Dickies
I don’t even ‘posed to be, but I’m outside with my blicky
I know I’ma shoot this bitch and so is everybody with me
I be tryna save the bag but I got everybody with me
You know I been rappin’ like this since
Y’all don’t really hear me
But you don’t prolly know about that ’cause
Y’all weren’t really with me
I’m still right here with 60
I’m still out here in my biggidy
I’m gon’ be here ’til they get rid of me
I’m ready for all of my enemies
I’m gon’ finish victorious over all of my enemies, uh
With DJ Victorious
We turn them racks to Bentley keys, nigga
[Outro]
Nigga, uh, uh, uh, uh
Turn them racks to Bentley keys Nigga, you like 30 years old, tryna chase the kids
His daddy did that but he don’t know why you hate the kid
I done seen it all, I don’t trust a soul
We try and get you gone, yeah, but that’s your dawg
We was in this shit since leap frog (In this shit since seesaw)
Way before the streets, it was b-ball
They settin’ it up, it’s goin’ down like seesaw
Then everybody start shootin’, that’s what she saw
Red, red, all red, that’s what we saw
Look like he hit in the head, that’s what we saw
And we thuggin’ hard ’til we see the feds, bitch I’m ’bout to ball
Pack said touchdown, know he ’bout to call
You know I don’t play about my dawgs
You know we don’t stop at all
Wops go to 12, we gon’ drop it off
And we see the 12, we don’t stop at all (Skrrt)
I’ma get away or go to Hell
This a 12, we don’t stop at all
Still here with Rell, you think I forgot about big dawg?

Gee, thanks, just bought it
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (I see, yep) Rather be tied up with calls and not strings
Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Ariana Grande]
My wrist, stop watchin’, my neck is flossy
Make big deposits, my gloss is poppin’
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it (So that boy know)
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (2 Chainz, yep)
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
My ideas are priceless, I know I’m the nicest
I knew you would like this, I must be psychic
I’m from the streets, baby, I’m nothing like them (Tru)
She’s sweet in the day, but freaky when night come (Tell ’em)
It’s mine, invested (Uh); I spend it on necklace (Uh)
I got the cash if I don’t get credit (Uh)
And I’m well respected so she feel protected
So scratch all the exes (Ex), it’s next like contestants (Woo)
It’s blessings, no stressing, I’m flexing
Got one car parked right in the entrance
Got one car parked right at the exit
See, you didn’t expect this, you think like a robot
I put bands in yo face like Botox
[Chorus: Ariana Grande & 2 Chainz]
(Yeah) I want it (Yeah), I got it, I want it, I got it (Uh)
I want it, I got it (Uh), I want it, I got it (Baby)
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yeah)
[Chorus: Ariana Grande & 2 Chainz]
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it (Yeah)
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it (Oh yeah)
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yep)
[Verse 3: Ariana Grande]
Yeah, my receipts be lookin’ like phone numbers
If it ain’t money, then wrong number
Black card is my business card
The way it be settin’ the tone for me
I don’t mean to brag, but I be like, “Put it in the bag,” yeah
When you see them racks, they stacked up like my ass, yeah
Shoot, go from the store to the booth
Make it all back in one loop, gimme the loot
Never mind, I got a juice
Nothing but net when we shoot
Look at my neck, look at my jet
Ain’t got enough money to pay me respect
Ain’t no budget when I’m on the set
If I like it, then that’s what I get, yeah
[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it (Oh yeah)
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it (Oh yeah, yeah)
You like my hair? [Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany’s and bottles of bubbles
Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble
Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines
Buy myself all of my favorite things (Yeah)
Been through some bad shit, I should be a sad bitch
Who woulda thought it’d turn me to a savage?

And you say those 15s ain’t doin’ nothin’ for you
What you on, a 30? You tryna get this shit any lower than this, fuck you want, some mercy? What you on, a Pereky? (Nigga)
Probably would’ve been your daddy had the condom burst (That’s damn right)
But don’t mention my fuckin’ name, I don’t want that drama emergin’
While y’all niggas on it
I’ll text everybody where your house at and send everybody to purge you
One day I’ma buy my bitch a Birkin
But, I gotta stay on my grind, shit, I gotta stay workin’
There’s at least a dub callin’ on my line, cook up, bitches twerkin’
Wht you want, a turkey? You got that gold on and got souls gonna go
Fuck, you think you Xeres? Ain’t no submittin’, if you want my spot, bitch, gotta murk me
[Chorus]
I’m a millionaire (Huh)
And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary (Like who?)
Look up hustler, you see my face in the dictionary (Mothafucka)
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary (Mothafucka)
I wasn’t never scared, I wasn’t never worried
I was shootin’ that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
Summertime when I popped lil’ nigga, that was my anniversary
Had a curse, reversed it
Hit the booth, it’s an emergency
I got a verse for 30 (Huh)
[Verse 2]
I’m in the booth, I knock that out
I got a verse for 30 (Got a verse for 30)
Still keep a Perk or somethin’ in my lil’ pocket
I pop in case of emergencies (Ooh)
And it get hectic, I pull out this lil’ rocket
Clock in the sizzock, knock your little shit outta it
Play in the street, tryna get every bit out of it
Met the connect, I finessed a little brick out of it
Trap goin’ brazy, I just had to sit on it
That shit gon’ get at it (Huh)
Chopper goin’ brazy, we goin’ too brazy
The cops keep on raidin’ it but ain’t get shit out of it (Huh)
Yeah, I been runnin’ with my dawgs (I been runnin’ with my)
So you know it’s licks involved
All I know is get rich, that’s all
Blow 20K, send my bitch to ball
Hit the A ’cause I ain’t been to Phipps in long
Bitch, I’m eatin’, all I leave ’round tips and bones
One chain look like a 60 ball
Slide on your bitch at six in the morning
After I leave her, leave that bitch alone
Block her on my cellular phone, yeah
[Chorus]
I’m a millionaire (Huh)
And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary (Mothafucka)
Look up hustler, you see my face in the dictionary (Mothafucka)
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary
I wasn’t never scared, I wasn’t never worried
I was shootin’ that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
Summertime when I popped lil’ nigga, that was my anniversary
Had a curse, reversed it
Hit the booth, it’s an emergency
I got a verse for 30
I’m a visionary [Intro]
Uh, mothafucka
Yeah, I’m finna go grab the Lambo truck soon as that bitch drop
No bap
Ayy, uh, you’re big dawg now, you get smart
[Chorus]
I’m a millionaire (Huh)
And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary
Look up hustler, you see my face in the dictionary (Pussy)
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary (Who?)
I wasn’t never scared (Ooh), I wasn’t never worried (Ooh)
I was shootin’ that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry
Summertime when I popped lil’ nigga, that was my anniversary
Had a curse, reversed it
Hit the booth, it’s an emergency
I got a verse for 30 (Huh)
[Verse 1]
Now here I go off Percs (Nigga)
Nigga, what’s the controversy?

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Said I’m alright (Alright)
Everywhere I go, bitch I’m alright (Alright)
Yeah, attracting bold bitches all night (All night)
VVS them diamonds, bitch they all ice (All ice)
Yeah, I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
[Verse 1: Preme]
Pull up in the Maybach
CJ with me looking hella tipsy
White girl with me and the molly got her dancing hella Brittany
1400 hoodie on, red, looking hella trippy
Bobby Shmurda niggas
Houston bitches with me on that Whitney ouu
I came out the coldest city with the hottest bitch
I pull up popping at these niggas if they popping shit
Them bitches tryna fall in love and trying to fall in rich
She got it going brush her teeth before she suck my dick
My dog want that payback and I might have to OK that
Pull up on that clown and pull them down cause my homie don’t play that
Mobbing deep, give them hell on earth
I come from the dirt
Get yo merked, ain’t talking water guns, but all them choppers squirt
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Said I’m alright (Alright)
Everywhere I go, bitch I’m alright (Alright)
Yeah, attracting bold bitches all night (All night)
VVS them diamonds, bitch they all ice (All ice)
Yeah, I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, black and yellow, with the pedal
Getting rich, but from the ghetto
Took off to another level
Been to war, I got the medals
Different flows, I got several
Different clothes, hopping out expensive doors
Never let a nigga pose
If it’s fine with you
Then it’s fine with me
If you never try you never find out how real it could be
Got your girls with you
Got my niggas with me
Spend it all and get it back
Being broke is just a memory
Yeah, every-time I hit the club with her we be turning heads
I put numbers on the board
Smell the KK when I’m bored
Private jet, when I board
Give respect across the board
Get a check, when I go
We pull up bitch, we don’t troll
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Said I’m alright (Alright)
Everywhere I go, bitch I’m alright (Alright)
Yeah, attracting bold bitches all night (All night)
VVS them diamonds, bitch they all ice (All ice)
Yeah, I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)

[Intro]
Makers
Run that back, Turbo
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Chorus]
Designer head to toe (Head to toe)
I sip to the head and float (Head and float)
I already bagged the pole (Bagged the pole)
You niggas too scared to go (Scared to go)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean it like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It’s a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin’ hard, we ain’t havin’ no hope (Havin’ no hope)
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I’m the man (Bitch, I’m the man)
Did it with no advance (With no advance)
Gave my nigga a chance (Nigga a chance)
Tryna see what he gon’ do (What he gon’ do)
He done ran up them bands (Ran up them bands)
I done got me some bands too (Bands too)
I could drip on the ‘Gram too (Drip on the ‘Gram too)
Said my hood like the damn zoo (Damn zoo)
I can’t decide, which foreign car I’ma ride, mmh
That Phantom Rolls body is wide (Wide)
I made the boy bleed like the wives, mmh
I put some more rocks in the watch (Rocks)
Middle finger to the cops, mmh
Against the world like 2Pac (Pac)
Say the wrong word, get you shot (Shot)
The ho’ll love you when you hot (Hot)
Thank God, He gave me a shot (Oh)
The same ones that thought I was shy (Shy)
I took off and went straight to the top (Oh-oh)
You can’t feel me, a nigga too high (High)
You need to stop livin’ a lie (Lie)
You know we keep sticks like the Chi’ (Chi’)
I knew I’d be rich ‘fore I die (Die)
They won’t respect you ’til you try
[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe (Head to toe)
I sip to the head and float (Head and float)
I already bagged the pole (Bagged the pole)
You niggas too scared to go (Scared to go)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean it like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It’s a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin’ hard, we ain’t havin’ no hope (Hard)
[Verse 2]
I got luck like a charm (Charm)
Fifty racks on her arm (Racks)
My tsunami a storm (Tsunami a storm)
I stay fly, I was airborne (Airborne)
Fuck these hoes like it’s porn (Porn)
I get higher than Osborne (Osborne)
I like captions for tourin’ (Tourin’)
Gettin’ money is so important (Important)
Niggas thought I was done (Done)
Oh, I can go on and on (On and on)
My car is a foreign (Car is a foreign)
I crank up and start soarin’ (Yeah)
My heart is torn (Heart is torn)
Shoot a movie like Barry Gordon (Gordon)
A star was born (Star, star)
My left wrist like a damn storm (Storm)
My life a lil’ fun (Fun)
Ain’t no one of my hoes boring (Boring)
Got Chanel by the ton (Chanel by the ton)
More Sheneneh than Martin Lawrence (Sheneneh)
Skinny jeans with a gun (Jeans with a gun)
Play with me, it’s a whole war (Whole war)
I ain’t finished or done (Finished or done)
We got some, but we come to get more (We come to get more)
[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe (Yeah)
I sip to the head and float (Yeah)
I already bagged the pole (Yeah)
You niggas too scared to go (Yeah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean it like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It’s a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin’ hard, we ain’t havin’ no hope (Go)
[Outro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey