If I could talk to the lord I’d tell him 
Thank you for his favor
And beg forgiveness for what’s in store for these haters
See we made like the mobsters, pussies plotting to rob us
Spent the show check on choppers, that sing like Sinatra at the opera
A real nigga till my casket close, haters mad, but hoes love me for these raspy flows
Who keeping peace out from where teams keep a piece out
Recliner on my waist, let off the case and lean your seat back
Money over all, bullshit I preach that
And I’m trapping too, just speak the way I’m snapping fool
Oh lord, I think these niggas here went overboard
Scales weighting right, I’m keeping dollar signs over all
Yeah, it’s really ignorant, but it’s killing in me
Aks bitches, kill that pussy till it’s loosing pigment
No emotions, when it’s rolling, blood is purely bindess
Loosing racks inside of strip club, sign of my sickness
Now bear witness to the fucking god, 
I’m out the hood, riches and bitches feel like fuck the odds
I’m off my rocker, and what I’m told will knock you
Smoking just staying focus, screaming live long and prosper
Disrespect money and power I make money off the powder
Swimming reaching now my haters face look like the swallowed something sour
Need my baby in every hour, in every minute, 
Cause there is no limits…shut the fuck, fuck is up
Niggas must have been sniffing that dust
Nigga please, that’s my response when you say you gonn fuck with us
… the tiger that killed roy and I got my eyes on Siegfried
Money race, I’m in a big lead
Nigga you couldn’t catch up to me on the 6th speed
I’m od, just like a 4th quarter Kobe, or kd
Or fuck you to the niggas tryina hate me
Bitch you they don’t fade me, I’m braize, don’t play me
Nigga I’ve been here since I was million dollar baby
You should holler if you follow how to get it
Young niggas, we alive and livin'.


                          Thanks to ColekeepsitG for correcting these lyrics