Ugh, tell me what your crib worth
I hear you talking 'war' but have you lived first?
I'm just here to keep it real, not make you feel worse
Maybe a lost cause but let's still search
Until the day I die, holding my ganja
Rather have a friend than enemy, which one am I?
Fuck a 'bird-box' I wanna see my brother fly
No longer shackled in chains, young nigga crucified
Walkin' down the block holding my boom-box
Optimistic, dirty nigga, clean tube socks
They gonna keep us in the ghetto till we move out
And we need some better books stocked in that school house
Rolls Royce weather, rich dirty nigga, it took so much effort
I don't give a fuck about who sold more records
Being 'Self Made' give me so much leverage, boss

Ooh, got money, got women, got cash, I'ma spend it on
You, Maybach all tinted, but you see how you livin'
Ooh, lifestyle (Lifestyle) I'm so iced out, yeah
Iced out, yeah

Look (Maybach Music)
How many niggas on your payroll?
Rich gang bangers, y'all ain't even know they make those
Double case loads, push buttons, I got say-so
When it's war time never lay-low, y'all play roles
Can't name a fake nigga that was not exposed
How y'all niggas so surprised that Tekashi told? (Haha)
Ain't a real street nigga 'less you got a code
Mines one comma, nigga, followed by a lot of O's
In the back of the 'Bach (M-M) Rock a lot of gold
Rap music on the charts like it's Rock