Verse 1: Not to be confused with them lames / so i made sure I stand out/ Now that I been gettin a little change / everybody got their hand out/ Fuck waiting on a hand out / Real Estate is in the plan now/ We invested in land now / I pray to GOD that it pan out / 40 acres no mule a tractor and a couple horses that country shit/ City slickers might cut a laugh / but just do the math / and thats money bitch / 40 acres no mule a tractor and a couple horses that country shit/ City slickers might cut a laugh / but just do the math / and thats money bitch / Industry like a rodeo with all these clown niggas with this bullshit / Selling lies / right before your eyes / for a small tithe / now thats pulpit / I just practice what I preach / she grit her teeth / when she see / me in the cool whip / flagged me down hopped in the front seat / and started stroking on my pool stick / Switched the style, cause they tried to copy / Clean, cut , confident, and cocky / The reason all of these bitches jock me / The chain icy like a game of hockey / Now she ride me like a Kawasaki / The pussy fresh but the head sloppy / Half puerto rican my little Mami /(tu queto papi) / Know that I got you for real ... Hook: Verse 2: Not to be confused with these chumps / So i went out and made my / Own loot, pulled up in the coupe / Jumped out the bitch like the game mine / Swear we ballin like game time / All my niggas got gang ties / Throwing money at house of dimes / While you on the net throwing gang signs / Ignorance, sometimes far from bliss / Got her out that world, took her on a trip / Cracking lobster over some garlic shrimp / Trading fuck faces at the same time / Give it a shot, whether hit or miss / Live for the now, fuck the consequence / Them hoes just hating cause their incompetent / Use your common sense / you'll see I aint lying / And when Im gone she anticipate it / and what we got just a lituation / reason why her friends so opinionated / but she care less what they insinuating / Thats why I dig her she a ride or die / Now roll one up and then fly the sky / And when Im back in town / You know I touching down / and I'll be sliding by / for that piece of pie / Switched the style cause they be trying to steal / Charismatic, conserved, and chill / use to play the field just to pay the bills / still run the city though Im never there / And when Im is, its just never fair / at least for them squares / they can not compare / She love me / seen me / jumped up on me / started moving back and forth like a rocking chair .... Hook:

Verse:1 A different caliber / A different high / If you want to get it, then get in line / Check the Rollie / Homie / This is my time / you a candle in the sun getting outshined / Waited for you, had some patience for you / (waited,, i waited and waited and waited) / You was taking long so I made another / and that last shit sounded tape recorded / Treat this shit just like a store / Nigga if you open your mouth then you paying for it / Got a dilemma, Im saying Lord / Ima kill 'em same time Im praying for 'em / Was gonna ignore it, but these cockroaches i don't like and bullshit don't stand for it / The illest nigga with no shades, eyes wide open, walking through a sandstorm / I get it jumping in every county / I make the money then let her count it / All these hoes love me like Im Frankie Lynman / Fall in Love, never was I thinkin' bout it / Since a youngin had a thang about me / in the club bad bitch getting drinks up out 'em / Manifest this pimping, it was foreshadowed / Now the Rollie platinum / took a link up out it / Coupe on them Forgies need four more / No sleep mo shows we on tour / In the Cayman Islands / with a famous stylist / digging on me putting me on the culture / Oh you mad cause Im known more / and them bitches bump me like a cold sore / see thats part the problem / you to busy pocket watching / nigga keep up with your own score / Go ask your girl bet she know the man / We get it poppin' like soda cans / Spontaneously, that was so unplanned / put her in a song, now she's more a fan / thumbin' thru the checks that be rollin' in / (thumbin' thru the checks that be rollin' in...) haah.. Hook: Verse2: Different level upper echelon / got that audio dope this that methadone / Wholesale, break it down / chef it up, it still come back around / like a marathon / Why you lying you was never on / Niggas making up more shit than Revlon / someone better tell 'em whoever care for 'em / Shut up less that suit is made of Kevlar / Battle tested / since an adolescent / you a lame nigga doing funny gestures / steady doing stuff that is so excessive / saying sus shit, that is highly questioned / I be hands on like a connoisseur / Got a problem with me, then Im coming to you / make you run your pockets when I run into you / Run down on 'em like Im Tony Stewart / Then I get back to the fundamentals / Timmy Duncan with it, yeah the boi official / Got your broad blowing me like some toilet tissue / 4 off in the morning as I roll a swisha / Hit it pass it thru the coalition / Cinematic like a motion picture / Well connected might have to phone up some hittas / send them at your way over some phone business / Nuthin' personal its only business / when them trigger fingers become boa consticted / money mo' money that is so the vision/ Nuthin' stopping it not even prohibition / Face card good its evident how I show up and collect off of recognition / (yeah..yeah.yeah) Hook:

Now when I pull up, (shit) she know its me/ Run outside, hop inside, I pull off she just roll the weed/ We get high, Forever my, lady on that Jodeci/ Hit a spot, get something to eat/ Fall through the crib, Im going deep/ I fuck her good, she going to sleep. (Snoozin')