[{"id":8292996,"name":"Outro","trackName":"Outro","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"DC4","duration":298.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chasing after green gods\nWent from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king-sized\nMomma ain't stressin' she know that its all good\nMy number one goal is to get her out the hood\nNever changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\nMe and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons\nAny nigga playin' we're comin' in your direction\nLet you know that we ain't flexing, you're quickly goin' get ejected\n\nNiggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\nWant to kill 'em, but that shit might really fuck my money up\nFocus on my grind, gotta get the stacks\nTryna leave the streets alone, but they steady calling back\nYou ever seen death around the corner\nChilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\nBusting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\nIt be hard to think straight when it's a lot of niggas want ya\nMan (man, man, man, man, man)\n\nOk, I've been the king for this rap shit\nStuntin' hard and never had shit\nRemember me with them nappy braids?\nWhen I was down on my last shit?\nBet them niggas wasn't mad then\nTook advantage, I asked them\nFor a shot at this, start laughing\nIt took a year or two and I passed them\nY'all niggas all look like haters\n\nYou ain't even put your dawg on paper\nWord around that you're tricking on bitches\nCatch you with your chain on, I'mma take it\nNow everybody catching these vapors\nNow everybody wants and need favors\nSouthside, NY in Jamaica\nNicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\nWith 100 niggas hind me\nNorth side down in Philly where you find me\n\nRiding round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\nI whip the Bentley like a johnny\nWatching out for the 2-11 robbery\nBang motherfucker for the money and the respect\nHit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\nMore money, more money, more money, mo problems (shit!)\nWhy you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\nMore money, more money, only bringing more robbers (shit!)\nWant to see me in a box, I went Porsche Boxster\n\nShow me some evidence\nNever was better than nor was you relevant\nI'm too competitive\nWalk in the club, get my .3.5.7. in\nMy level on excellent\nI cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\nYou told 'em we selling it\nA mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\nWho the fuck just let the devil in\n\nCome to my city, they treat me like president\nAin't got no pity for niggas that's settling\nI had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\nNiggas try to kill me, but they all miss\nMy downfall, what they all wish\nHad a lot of homies, but they all switched\nWord up my nigga\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou're looking bad, I probably throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you're frontin'\nI caught cases, never told 'em nothing\n\nI got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)\nNiggas said I changed, man they changed on me (fuck 'em!)\nMan, it ain't a thang got the thang on me (ah)\nMan I see a clear port plane on me\n\nYou see me coming 'round your corner lookin' like I got a check\nFlew into your city me my niggas on the jet\nBallin' every time I take a shot, I hit the net\nAnd every day niggas want the money for respect\nI ain't trippin' I got money, clothes, car, hoes\nShoppin' 'til the mall close\nLord knows, I could fit a brick up in these cargos (oh, oh, oh)\nI don't fuck with niggas 'cause they all told\n\nWorry 'bout another nigga money like they all hoes (whoa)\nI'm just with my niggas spinning hella blocks\nBad bitch on all my Banshee, I'm like twelve o'clock\nVroom, vroom, I might do a hundred block\nIn the back hundred niggas deep and we like fuck the cops\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou're looking bad, I probably throw you something\n\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you're frontin' (whoa)\nI caught cases, never told 'em nothing\nGot all these chains and this change on me (ah)\nNiggas said I changed man they changed on me (ah)\nMan, it ain't a thang got the thang on me (ah)\nMan a see a clear port plane on me, slide\n\nWhat's your grandma name\nWhat's your gr-gr-grandma name, grandma name\nWhat's your grandma name\nWhat's my grandma name\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou're looking bad, I probably throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you're frontin' (know you're frontin')\nI caught cases, never told 'em nothing (told 'em nothing)","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.32] Chasing after green gods\n[00:10.18] Went from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king-sized\n[00:13.32] Momma ain't stressin' she know that its all good\n[00:15.23] My number one goal is to get her out the hood\n[00:17.43] Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\n[00:19.59] Me and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons\n[00:22.05] Any nigga playin' we're comin' in your direction\n[00:24.19] Let you know that we ain't flexing, you're quickly goin' get ejected\n[00:26.34] Niggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\n[00:28.89] Want to kill 'em, but that shit might really fuck my money up\n[00:31.07] Focus on my grind, gotta get the stacks\n[00:33.08] Tryna leave the streets alone, but they steady calling back\n[00:35.28] You ever seen death around the corner\n[00:37.31] Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\n[00:39.13] Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\n[00:41.68] It be hard to think straight when it's a lot of niggas want ya\n[00:43.66] Man (man, man, man, man, man)\n[00:47.01] \n[01:00.06] Ok, I've been the king for this rap shit\n[01:02.21] Stuntin' hard and never had shit\n[01:04.24] Remember me with them nappy braids?\n[01:06.33] When I was down on my last shit?\n[01:08.27] Bet them niggas wasn't mad then\n[01:09.92] Took advantage, I asked them\n[01:11.76] For a shot at this, start laughing\n[01:13.79] It took a year or two and I passed them\n[01:16.73] Y'all niggas all look like haters\n[01:18.50] You ain't even put your dawg on paper\n[01:19.55] Word around that you're tricking on bitches\n[01:21.06] Catch you with your chain on, I'mma take it\n[01:23.11] Now everybody catching these vapors\n[01:24.89] Now everybody wants and need favors\n[01:26.88] Southside, NY in Jamaica\n[01:28.89] Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\n[01:30.82] With 100 niggas hind me\n[01:31.90] North side down in Philly where you find me\n[01:33.63] Riding round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\n[01:36.50] I whip the Bentley like a johnny\n[01:37.57] Watching out for the 2-11 robbery\n[01:39.32] Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n[01:44.34] Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\n[01:47.36] More money, more money, more money, mo problems (shit!)\n[01:51.11] Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n[01:55.02] More money, more money, only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n[01:58.75] Want to see me in a box, I went Porsche Boxster\n[02:02.30] Show me some evidence\n[02:03.14] Never was better than nor was you relevant\n[02:05.52] I'm too competitive\n[02:07.17] Walk in the club, get my .3.5.7. in\n[02:09.41] My level on excellent\n[02:10.64] I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\n[02:13.02] You told 'em we selling it\n[02:14.44] A mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\n[02:16.71] Who the fuck just let the devil in\n[02:18.05] Come to my city, they treat me like president\n[02:19.68] Ain't got no pity for niggas that's settling\n[02:21.40] I had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\n[02:24.99] Niggas try to kill me, but they all miss\n[02:26.89] My downfall, what they all wish\n[02:28.66] Had a lot of homies, but they all switched\n[02:30.45] Word up my nigga\n[02:33.20] \n[02:43.50] I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n[02:45.35] You're looking bad, I probably throw you something\n[02:47.62] I see you flexing with that money and I know you're frontin'\n[02:51.99] I caught cases, never told 'em nothing\n[02:53.55] I got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)\n[02:56.43] Niggas said I changed, man they changed on me (fuck 'em!)\n[02:59.03] Man, it ain't a thang got the thang on me (ah)\n[03:01.25] Man I see a clear port plane on me\n[03:04.99] You see me coming 'round your corner lookin' like I got a check\n[03:07.15] Flew into your city me my niggas on the jet\n[03:10.09] Ballin' every time I take a shot, I hit the net\n[03:12.84] And every day niggas want the money for respect\n[03:15.64] I ain't trippin' I got money, clothes, car, hoes\n[03:18.09] Shoppin' 'til the mall close\n[03:19.39] Lord knows, I could fit a brick up in these cargos (oh, oh, oh)\n[03:24.26] I don't fuck with niggas 'cause they all told\n[03:25.84] Worry 'bout another nigga money like they all hoes (whoa)\n[03:29.12] I'm just with my niggas spinning hella blocks\n[03:31.44] Bad bitch on all my Banshee, I'm like twelve o'clock\n[03:34.37] Vroom, vroom, I might do a hundred block\n[03:37.06] In the back hundred niggas deep and we like fuck the cops\n[03:38.96] I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n[03:41.81] You're looking bad, I probably throw you something\n[03:44.27] I see you flexing with that money and I know you're frontin' (whoa)\n[03:46.91] I caught cases, never told 'em nothing\n[03:49.89] Got all these chains and this change on me (ah)\n[03:51.96] Niggas said I changed man they changed on me (ah)\n[03:55.29] Man, it ain't a thang got the thang on me (ah)\n[03:57.67] Man a see a clear port plane on me, slide\n[04:01.90] \n[04:15.02] What's your grandma name\n[04:16.72] What's your gr-gr-grandma name, grandma name\n[04:20.07] What's your grandma name\n[04:22.66] What's my grandma name\n[04:25.42] \n[04:35.65] I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n[04:37.97] You're looking bad, I probably throw you something\n[04:40.22] I see you flexing with that money and I know you're frontin' (know you're frontin')\n[04:44.37] I caught cases, never told 'em nothing (told 'em nothing)\n[04:50.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Outro\n  artist: Meek Mill\n  album: DC4\n  duration_ms: 298000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Chasing after green gods\n  start_ms: 8320\n  end_ms: 10180\n- text: Went from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king-sized\n  start_ms: 10180\n  end_ms: 13320\n- text: Momma ain't stressin' she know that its all good\n  start_ms: 13320\n  end_ms: 15230\n- text: My number one goal is to get her out the hood\n  start_ms: 15230\n  end_ms: 17430\n- text: Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\n  start_ms: 17430\n  end_ms: 19590\n- text: Me and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons\n  start_ms: 19590\n  end_ms: 22050\n- text: Any nigga playin' 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up\n  Want to kill 'em, but that shit might really fuck my money up\n  Focus on my grind, gotta get the stacks\n  Tryna leave the streets alone, but they steady calling back\n  You ever seen death around the corner\n  Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\n  Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\n  It be hard to think straight when it's a lot of niggas want ya\n  Man (man, man, man, man, man)\n\n  Ok, I've been the king for this rap shit\n  Stuntin' hard and never had shit\n  Remember me with them nappy braids?\n  When I was down on my last shit?\n  Bet them niggas wasn't mad then\n  Took advantage, I asked them\n  For a shot at this, start laughing\n  It took a year or two and I passed them\n  Y'all niggas all look like haters\n\n  You ain't even put your dawg on paper\n  Word around that you're tricking on bitches\n  Catch you with your chain on, I'mma take it\n  Now everybody catching these vapors\n  Now everybody wants and need favors\n  Southside, NY in Jamaica\n  Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\n  With 100 niggas hind me\n  North side down in Philly where you find me\n\n  Riding round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\n  I whip the Bentley like a johnny\n  Watching out for the 2-11 robbery\n  Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n  Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\n  More money, more money, more money, mo problems (shit!)\n  Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n  More money, more money, only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n  Want to see me in a box, I went Porsche Boxster\n\n  Show me some evidence\n  Never was better than nor was you relevant\n  I'm too competitive\n  Walk in the club, get my .3.5.7. in\n  My level on excellent\n  I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\n  You told 'em we selling it\n  A mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\n  Who the fuck just let the devil in\n\n  Come to my city, they treat me like president\n  Ain't got no 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You're looking bad, I probably throw you something\n  I see you flexing with that money and I know you're frontin' (know you're frontin')\n  I caught cases, never told 'em nothing (told 'em nothing)\n"},{"id":31029615,"name":"Outro","trackName":"Outro","artistName":"Meek Mill","albumName":"DC4","duration":284.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chasing after green gods\nWent from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king-sized\nMomma ain't stressin' she know that its all good\nMy number one goal is to get her out the hood\nNever changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\nMe and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons\nAny nigga playin' we're comin' in your direction\nLet you know that we ain't flexing, you're quickly goin' get ejected\n\nNiggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\nWant to kill 'em, but that shit might really fuck my money up\nFocus on my grind, gotta get the stacks\nTryna leave the streets alone, but they steady calling 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up\n[00:28.76] Want to kill 'em but that shit might really fuck my money up\n[00:31.00] Focus on my grind gotta get the stacks\n[00:33.27] Tryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back\n[00:35.23] You ever seen death around the corner\n[00:36.86] Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\n[00:39.16] Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\n[00:41.31] It be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya\n[00:43.29] Man\n[00:44.53] Ok I've been the king for this rap shit\n[01:02.22] Stuntin' hard and never had shit\n[01:04.37] Remember me with them nappy braids?\n[01:06.22] When I was down on my last shit?\n[01:08.23] Bet them niggas wasn't mad then\n[01:10.24] Took advantage I asked them\n[01:12.13] For a shot at this, start laughing\n[01:13.99] It took a year or two and I passed them\n[01:15.89] Y'all niggas all look like haters\n[01:17.59] You ain't even put your dawg on paper\n[01:19.47] Word around that you tricking on bitches\n[01:21.46] 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When I was down on my last shit?\nBack niggas wasn't mad then\nTook advantage I asked them\nFor a shot at this start laughing\nIt took a year or two and I past them\nY'all niggas all look like haters\nYou ain't even put your dawg on paper\nWord around that you tricking on bitches\nCatch you with your chain on I'mma take it\nNow everybody catching these vapors\nNow everybody want and need favors\nSouthside NY or Jamaca\nNicki on the bike throw it up its great\nWith 100 niggas behind me\nNorth side Philly where you find me\nRiding around with a 30 in my lap in a big ass phantom\nI'm with the Bently like a Johnny\nWatching out with the toolie at a robbery\nBang motherfucker for the money and the respect\nHit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject\nMo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems\nWhy you think I really went about bought more choppers\nMo money, mo money only bringing more robbers\nWant to see me in a box I went and push boxed 'em\nShow me some evidence\nNever was better than nor was you relevant\nI'm too competitive walk in the club get my 357 in\nMy level went excellent\nI cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\nYou told 'em we selling it\nA mouse in the building that act like an elephant\nWho the fuck just let the devil in\nCome to my city they treat me like president\nAin't got no pity for niggas that's settling\nI had that Lala and Melo was selling them niggas for JR Smith\nNiggas try to kill me but they all miss\nMy down fall what they all wish\nHad a lot of homies but they all switched\nWord up my nigga\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing\nGot all these chains and this change on me\nNiggas said I changed man they changed on me\nMan it ain't a thang everything on me\nMan a see a clear port plane on me\nYou see me coming around your corner lookin' like I got a check\nFlew into your city me my niggas on the jet\nBallin' every time I take a shot I hit the net\nAnd everyday niggas want the money for respect\nI ain't trippin' I got money, clothes, car, hoes\nShoppin' 'til the mall close\nLord knows, I could fit a brick up in these cargos\nI don't fuck with niggas cause they all told\nWorry 'bout another nigga money like they all hoes\nI'm just with my niggas spining hella blocks\nBad bitch on all my banshee I'm like twelve o' clock\nVroom vroom I might do a hundred block\nIn the back hundred niggas deep and we like fuck the cops\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing\nGot all these chains and this change on me\nNiggas said I changed man they changed on me\nMan it ain't a thang everything on me\nMan a see a clear port plane on me\nWhat's your grandma name\nWhat's your gr-gr-grandma name, grandma name\nWhat's your grandma name\nWhat's my grandma name\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.15] Chasing after green gods\n[00:10.07] When from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king sized\n[00:13.26] Momma ain't stressin' she know that its all good\n[00:15.08] My number one goal is to get her out the hood\n[00:17.60] Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\n[00:19.72] Me and my dawgs proteted by Smith & Wessons\n[00:21.92] Any nigga playin' we comin' in your direction\n[00:23.94] Let you know that we ain't flexing\n[00:24.97] You quickly gon' get ejected\n[00:26.24] Niggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\n[00:28.58] Want to kill 'em but that shit my really fuck my money up\n[00:30.91] Focus on my grind got to get the stash\n[00:32.98] Tryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back\n[00:35.05] You ever seen death around the corner\n[00:37.03] Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\n[00:39.09] Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\n[00:41.24] It be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya\n[00:43.60] Man\n[00:59.72] Ok I've been the king for this rap shit\n[01:02.30] Stuntin' hard and never had shit\n[01:04.25] Remember me with them nappy braids? 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When I was down on my last shit?\n  Back niggas wasn't mad then\n  Took advantage I asked them\n  For a shot at this start laughing\n  It took a year or two and I past them\n  Y'all niggas all look like haters\n  You ain't even put your dawg on paper\n  Word around that you tricking on bitches\n  Catch you with your chain on I'mma take it\n  Now everybody catching these vapors\n  Now everybody want and need favors\n  Southside NY or Jamaca\n  Nicki on the bike throw it up its great\n  With 100 niggas behind me\n  North side Philly where you find me\n  Riding around with a 30 in my lap in a big ass phantom\n  I'm with the Bently like a Johnny\n  Watching out with the toolie at a robbery\n  Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n  Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject\n  Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems\n  Why you think I really went about bought more choppers\n  Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers\n  Want to see me in a box I went and push boxed 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Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n  Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n  Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\n  Show me some evidence\n  Never was better than nor was you relevant\n  I'm too competitive\n  Walk in the club, get my .357 in\n  My level on excellent\n  I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\n  You told 'em we selling it\n  A mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\n  Who the fuck just let the devil in\n  Come to my city they treat me like president\n  Ain't got no pity for niggas that's settling\n  I had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\n  Niggas try to kill me but they all miss\n  My down fall what they all wish\n  Had a lot of homies but they all switched\n  Word up my nigga\n\n  I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n  You looking bad I prolly throw you something\n  I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\n  I caught cases never told 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Lil Snupe & French Montana","albumName":"DC4","duration":298.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Chasing after green gods\nWent from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king sized\nMomma ain't stressin' she know that its all good\nMy number one goal is to get her out the hood\nNever changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\nMe and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons\nAny nigga playin' we comin' in your direction\nLet you know that we ain't flexing, you quickly gon' get ejected\nNiggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\nWant to kill 'em but that shit might really fuck my money up\nFocus on my grind gotta get the stacks\nTryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back\nYou ever seen death around the corner\nChilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\nBusting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\nIt be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya\nMan\n\nOk I've been the king for this rap shit\nStuntin' hard and never had shit\nRemember me with them nappy braids?\nWhen I was down on my last shit?\nBet them niggas wasn't mad then\nTook advantage I asked them\nFor a shot at this, start laughing\nIt took a year or two and I passed them\nY'all niggas all look like haters\nYou ain't even put your dawg on paper\nWord around that you tricking on bitches\nCatch you with your chain on I'mma take it\nNow everybody catching these vapors\nNow everybody want and need favors\nSouthside, NY in Jamaica\nNicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\nWith 100 niggas 'hind me\nNorth side down in Philly where you find me\nRiding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\nI whip the Bentley like a johnny\nWatching out for the 2-11 robbery\nBang motherfucker for the money and the respect\nHit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\nMo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\nWhy you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\nMo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\nWant to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\nShow me some evidence\nNever was better than nor was you relevant\nI'm too competitive\nWalk in the club, get my .357 in\nMy level on excellent\nI cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\nYou told 'em we selling it\nA mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\nWho the fuck just let the devil in\nCome to my city they treat me like president\nAin't got no pity for niggas that's settling\nI had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\nNiggas try to kill me but they all miss\nMy down fall what they all wish\nHad a lot of homies but they all switched\nWord up my nigga\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\nI got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)\nNiggas said I changed man they changed on me (fuck 'em!)\nMan it ain't a thang got the thang on me\nMan I see a clearport plane on me\n\nYou see me coming 'round your corner lookin' like I got a check\nFlew into your city me my niggas on the jet\nBallin' every time I take a shot I hit the net\nAnd everyday niggas want the money for respect\nI ain't trippin' I got money, clothes, car, hoes\nShoppin' 'til the mall close\nLord knows, I could fit a brick up in these cargos\nI don't fuck with niggas cause they all told\nWorry 'bout another nigga money like they all hoes\nI'm just with my niggas spinning hella blocks\nBad bitch on all my Banshee I'm like twelve o' clock\nVroom vroom I might do a hundred block\nIn the back hundred niggas deep and we like fuck the cops\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\nGot all these chains and this change on me\nNiggas said I changed man they changed on me\nMan it ain't a thang got the thang on me\nMan a see a clear port plane on me, slide\n\nWhat's your grandma name\nWhat's your gr-gr-grandma name, grandma name\nWhat's your grandma name\nWhat's my grandma name\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.24] Chasing after green gods\n[00:10.51] Went from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king sized\n[00:13.63] Momma ain't stressin' she know that its all good\n[00:15.56] My number one goal is to get her out the hood\n[00:17.65] Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\n[00:19.95] Me and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons\n[00:22.20] Any nigga playin' we comin' in your direction\n[00:24.36] Let you know that we ain't flexing, you quickly gon' get ejected\n[00:26.60] Niggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\n[00:28.69] Want to kill 'em but that shit might really fuck my money up\n[00:30.96] Focus on my grind gotta get the stacks\n[00:33.08] Tryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back\n[00:35.37] You ever seen death around the corner\n[00:37.03] Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\n[00:39.53] Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\n[00:41.67] It be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya\n[00:44.16] Man\n[01:00.44] Ok I've been the king for this rap shit\n[01:03.16] Stuntin' hard and never had shit\n[01:04.41] Remember me with them nappy braids?\n[01:06.36] When I was down on my last shit?\n[01:08.38] Bet them niggas wasn't mad then\n[01:10.26] Took advantage I asked them\n[01:12.15] For a shot at this, start laughing\n[01:14.03] It took a year or two and I passed them\n[01:15.94] Y'all niggas all look like haters\n[01:18.00] You ain't even put your dawg on paper\n[01:19.68] Word around that you tricking on bitches\n[01:21.54] Catch you with your chain on I'mma take it\n[01:23.49] Now everybody catching these vapors\n[01:25.33] Now everybody want and need favors\n[01:27.48] Southside, NY in Jamaica\n[01:29.01] Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\n[01:31.16] With 100 niggas 'hind me\n[01:32.65] North side down in Philly where you find me\n[01:34.36] Riding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\n[01:36.62] I whip the Bentley like a johnny\n[01:38.05] Watching out for the 2-11 robbery\n[01:40.83] Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n[01:44.72] Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\n[01:48.34] Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\n[01:51.80] Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n[01:55.60] Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n[01:59.31] Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\n[02:02.32] Show me some evidence\n[02:03.33] Never was better than nor was you relevant\n[02:05.29] I'm too competitive\n[02:07.18] 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on my grind gotta get the stacks\nTryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back\nYou ever seen death around the corner\nChilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\nBusting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\nIt be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya\nMan\n\nOk I've been the king for this rap shit\nStuntin' hard and never had shit\nRemember me with them nappy braids?\nWhen I was down on my last shit?\nBet them niggas wasn't mad then\nTook advantage I asked them\nFor a shot at this, start laughing\nIt took a year or two and I passed them\nY'all niggas all look like haters\nYou ain't even put your dawg on paper\nWord around that you tricking on bitches\nCatch you with your chain on I'mma take it\nNow everybody catching these vapors\nNow everybody want and need favors\nSouthside, NY in Jamaica\nNicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\nWith 100 niggas 'hind me\nNorth side down in Philly where you find me\nRiding 'round with a 30 on my lap 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(shit!)\n[01:51.89] Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n[01:55.66] Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n[01:59.34] Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\n[02:02.39] Show me some evidence\n[02:03.39] Never was better than nor was you relevant\n[02:05.23] I'm too competitive\n[02:07.10] Walk in the club, get my .357 in\n[02:09.46] My level on excellent\n[02:10.90] I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\n[02:12.68] You told 'em we selling it\n[02:14.69] A mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\n[02:16.74] Who the fuck just let the devil in\n[02:18.11] Come to my city they treat me like president\n[02:19.81] Ain't got no pity for niggas that's settling\n[02:21.79] I had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\n[02:25.51] Niggas try to kill me but they all miss\n[02:27.32] My down fall what they all wish\n[02:29.20] Had a lot of homies but they all switched\n[02:31.13] Word up my nigga\n[02:42.85] I see 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bitches\n[01:21.40] Catch you with your chain on I'mma take it\n[01:23.17] Now everybody catching these vapors\n[01:25.18] Now everybody want and need favors\n[01:26.91] Southside, NY in Jamaica\n[01:28.87] Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\n[01:31.00] With 100 niggas 'hind me\n[01:32.75] North side down in Philly where you find me\n[01:34.24] Riding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\n[01:36.45] I whip the Bentley like a johnny\n[01:37.97] Watching out for the 2-11 robbery\n[01:39.67] Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n[01:42.34] Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\n[01:46.67] Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\n[01:51.57] Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n[01:54.88] Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n[01:58.13] Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\n[02:01.83] Show me some evidence\n[02:03.28] Never was better than nor was you relevant\n[02:05.46] I'm too 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My level on excellent\n  I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\n  You told 'em we selling it\n  A mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\n  Who the fuck just let the devil in\n  Come to my city they treat me like president\n  Ain't got no pity for niggas that's settling\n  I had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\n  Niggas try to kill me but they all miss\n  My down fall what they all wish\n  Had a lot of homies but they all switched\n  Word up my nigga\n\n  I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n  You looking bad I prolly throw you something\n  I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\n  I caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\n  I got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)\n  Niggas said I changed man they changed on me (fuck 'em!)\n  Man it ain't a thang got the thang on me\n  Man I see a clearport plane on me\n\n  You see me coming 'round your corner lookin' like I got a check\n  Flew into your 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money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\nWant to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\nShow me some evidence\nNever was better than nor was you relevant\nI'm too competitive\nWalk in the club, get my .357 in\nMy level on excellent\nI cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\nYou told 'em we selling it\nA mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\nWho the fuck just let the devil in\nCome to my city they treat me like president\nAin't got no pity for niggas that's settling\nI had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\nNiggas try to kill me but they all miss\nMy down fall what they all wish\nHad a lot of homies but they all switched\nWord up my nigga\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\nI got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)\nNiggas said I changed man they changed 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bitches\n[01:21.59] Catch you with your chain on I'mma take it\n[01:23.41] Now everybody catching these vapors\n[01:25.30] Now everybody want and need favors\n[01:27.42] Southside, NY in Jamaica\n[01:29.09] Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\n[01:31.16] With 100 niggas 'hind me\n[01:32.62] North side down in Philly where you find me\n[01:34.33] Riding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\n[01:36.65] I whip the Bentley like a johnny\n[01:38.00] Watching out for the 2-11 robbery\n[01:40.81] Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n[01:44.74] Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\n[01:48.30] Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\n[01:51.84] Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n[01:55.62] Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n[01:59.37] Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\n[02:02.31] Show me some evidence\n[02:03.33] Never was better than nor was you relevant\n[02:05.22] I'm too 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ya\nMan\n\nOk I've been the king for this rap shit\nStuntin' hard and never had shit\nRemember me with them nappy braids?\nWhen I was down on my last shit?\nBet them niggas wasn't mad then\nTook advantage I asked them\nFor a shot at this, start laughing\nIt took a year or two and I passed them\nY'all niggas all look like haters\nYou ain't even put your dawg on paper\nWord around that you tricking on bitches\nCatch you with your chain on I'mma take it\nNow everybody catching these vapors\nNow everybody want and need favors\nSouthside, NY in Jamaica\nNicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\nWith 100 niggas 'hind me\nNorth side down in Philly where you find me\nRiding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\nI whip the Bentley like a johnny\nWatching out for the 2-11 robbery\nBang motherfucker for the money and the respect\nHit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\nMo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\nWhy you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\nMo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\nWant to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\nShow me some evidence\nNever was better than nor was you relevant\nI'm too competitive\nWalk in the club, get my .357 in\nMy level on excellent\nI cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\nYou told 'em we selling it\nA mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\nWho the fuck just let the devil in\nCome to my city they treat me like president\nAin't got no pity for niggas that's settling\nI had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\nNiggas try to kill me but they all miss\nMy down fall what they all wish\nHad a lot of homies but they all switched\nWord up my nigga\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\nI got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)\nNiggas said I changed man they changed on me (fuck 'em!)\nMan it ain't a thang got the thang on me\nMan I see a clearport plane on me\n\nYou see me coming 'round your corner lookin' like I got a check\nFlew into your city me my niggas on the jet\nBallin' every time I take a shot I hit the net\nAnd everyday niggas want the money for respect\nI ain't trippin' I got money, clothes, car, hoes\nShoppin' 'til the mall close\nLord knows, I could fit a brick up in these cargos\nI don't fuck with niggas cause they all told\nWorry 'bout another nigga money like they all hoes\nI'm just with my niggas spinning hella blocks\nBad bitch on all my Banshee I'm like twelve o' clock\nVroom vroom I might do a hundred block\nIn the back hundred niggas deep and we like fuck the cops\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\nGot all these chains and this change on me\nNiggas said I changed man they changed on me\nMan it ain't a thang got the thang on me\nMan a see a clear port plane on me, slide\n\nWhat's your grandma name\nWhat's your gr-gr-grandma name, grandma name\nWhat's your grandma name\nWhat's my grandma name\n\nI see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\nYou looking bad I prolly throw you something\nI see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\nI caught cases never told 'em nothing","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.24] Chasing after green gods\n[00:10.51] Went from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king sized\n[00:13.63] Momma ain't stressin' she know that its all good\n[00:15.56] My number one goal is to get her out the hood\n[00:17.65] Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\n[00:19.95] Me and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons\n[00:22.20] Any nigga playin' we comin' in your direction\n[00:24.36] Let you know that we ain't flexing, you quickly gon' get ejected\n[00:26.60] Niggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\n[00:28.69] Want to kill 'em but that shit might really fuck my money up\n[00:30.96] Focus on my grind gotta get the stacks\n[00:33.08] Tryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back\n[00:35.37] You ever seen death around the corner\n[00:37.03] Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\n[00:39.53] Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\n[00:41.67] It be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya\n[00:44.16] Man\n[01:00.44] Ok I've been the king for this rap shit\n[01:03.16] Stuntin' hard and never had shit\n[01:04.41] Remember me with them nappy braids?\n[01:06.36] When I was down on my last shit?\n[01:08.38] Bet them niggas wasn't mad then\n[01:10.26] Took advantage I asked them\n[01:12.15] For a shot at this, start laughing\n[01:14.03] It took a year or two and I passed them\n[01:15.94] Y'all niggas all look like haters\n[01:18.00] You ain't even put your dawg on paper\n[01:19.68] Word around that you tricking on bitches\n[01:21.54] Catch you with your chain on I'mma take it\n[01:23.49] Now everybody catching these vapors\n[01:25.33] Now everybody want and need favors\n[01:27.48] Southside, NY in Jamaica\n[01:29.01] Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\n[01:31.16] With 100 niggas 'hind me\n[01:32.65] North side down in Philly where you find me\n[01:34.36] Riding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\n[01:36.62] I whip the Bentley like a johnny\n[01:38.05] Watching out for the 2-11 robbery\n[01:40.83] Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n[01:44.72] Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\n[01:48.34] Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\n[01:51.80] Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n[01:55.60] Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n[01:59.31] Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\n[02:02.32] Show me some evidence\n[02:03.33] Never was better than nor was you relevant\n[02:05.29] I'm too competitive\n[02:07.18] Walk in the club, get my .357 in\n[02:09.47] My level on excellent\n[02:10.85] I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\n[02:12.70] You told 'em we selling it\n[02:14.63] A mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\n[02:16.74] Who the fuck just let the devil in\n[02:18.16] Come to my city they treat me like president\n[02:19.89] Ain't got no pity for niggas that's settling\n[02:21.78] I had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\n[02:25.50] Niggas try to kill me but they all miss\n[02:27.39] My down fall what they all wish\n[02:29.26] Had a lot of homies but they all switched\n[02:31.15] Word up my nigga\n[02:42.89] I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n[02:46.19] You looking bad I prolly throw you something\n[02:48.23] I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\n[02:52.00] I caught cases never told 'em nothing\n[02:54.56] I got all these chains and this change on me (we 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all good\n  My number one goal is to get her out the hood\n  Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section\n  Me and all my dawgs protected by Smith & Wessons\n  Any nigga playin' we comin' in your direction\n  Let you know that we ain't flexing, you quickly gon' get ejected\n  Niggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\n  Want to kill 'em but that shit might really fuck my money up\n  Focus on my grind gotta get the stacks\n  Tryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back\n  You ever seen death around the corner\n  Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\n  Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\n  It be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya\n  Man\n\n  Ok I've been the king for this rap shit\n  Stuntin' hard and never had shit\n  Remember me with them nappy braids?\n  When I was down on my last shit?\n  Bet them niggas wasn't mad then\n  Took advantage I asked them\n  For a shot at this, start laughing\n  It took a year or two and I passed them\n  Y'all niggas all look like haters\n  You ain't even put your dawg on paper\n  Word around that you tricking on bitches\n  Catch you with your chain on I'mma take it\n  Now everybody catching these vapors\n  Now everybody want and need favors\n  Southside, NY in Jamaica\n  Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\n  With 100 niggas 'hind me\n  North side down in Philly where you find me\n  Riding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\n  I whip the Bentley like a johnny\n  Watching out for the 2-11 robbery\n  Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n  Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\n  Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\n  Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n  Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n  Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\n  Show me some evidence\n  Never was better than nor was you relevant\n  I'm too competitive\n  Walk in the club, get my .357 in\n  My level on excellent\n  I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\n  You told 'em we selling it\n  A mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\n  Who the fuck just let the devil in\n  Come to my city they treat me like president\n  Ain't got no pity for niggas that's settling\n  I had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\n  Niggas try to kill me but they all miss\n  My down fall what they all wish\n  Had a lot of homies but they all switched\n  Word up my nigga\n\n  I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n  You looking bad I prolly throw you something\n  I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\n  I caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\n  I got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)\n  Niggas said I changed man they changed on me (fuck 'em!)\n  Man it ain't a thang got the thang on me\n  Man I see a clearport plane on me\n\n  You see me coming 'round your corner lookin' like I got a check\n  Flew into your city me my niggas on the jet\n  Ballin' every time I take a shot I hit the net\n  And everyday niggas want the money for respect\n  I ain't trippin' I got money, clothes, car, hoes\n  Shoppin' 'til the mall close\n  Lord knows, I could fit a brick up in these cargos\n  I don't fuck with niggas cause they all told\n  Worry 'bout another nigga money like they all hoes\n  I'm just with my niggas spinning hella blocks\n  Bad bitch on all my Banshee I'm like twelve o' clock\n  Vroom vroom I might do a hundred block\n  In the back hundred niggas deep and we like fuck the cops\n\n  I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n  You looking bad I prolly throw you something\n  I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\n  I caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\n  Got all these chains and this change on me\n  Niggas said I changed man they changed on me\n  Man it ain't a thang got the thang on me\n  Man a see a clear port plane on me, slide\n\n  What's 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ya\nMan\n\nOk I've been the king for this rap shit\nStuntin' hard and never had shit\nRemember me with them nappy braids?\nWhen I was down on my last shit?\nBet them niggas wasn't mad then\nTook advantage I asked them\nFor a shot at this, start laughing\nIt took a year or two and I passed them\nY'all niggas all look like haters\nYou ain't even put your dawg on paper\nWord around that you tricking on bitches\nCatch you with your chain on I'mma take it\nNow everybody catching these vapors\nNow everybody want and need favors\nSouthside, NY in Jamaica\nNicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\nWith 100 niggas 'hind me\nNorth side down in Philly where you find me\nRiding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\nI whip the Bentley like a johnny\nWatching out for the 2-11 robbery\nBang motherfucker for the money and the respect\nHit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\nMo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\nWhy you think I really went and bought more 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Niggas want to kill me cause a nigga coming up\n[00:28.69] Want to kill 'em but that shit might really fuck my money up\n[00:30.96] Focus on my grind gotta get the stacks\n[00:33.08] Tryna leave the streets alone but they steady calling back\n[00:35.37] You ever seen death around the corner\n[00:37.03] Chilling on the block and pussy niggas run up on ya\n[00:39.53] Busting shells at you and they hotter than a sauna\n[00:41.67] It be hard to think straight when its a lot of niggas want ya\n[00:44.16] Man\n[01:00.44] Ok I've been the king for this rap shit\n[01:03.16] Stuntin' hard and never had shit\n[01:04.41] Remember me with them nappy braids?\n[01:06.36] When I was down on my last shit?\n[01:08.38] Bet them niggas wasn't mad then\n[01:10.26] Took advantage I asked them\n[01:12.15] For a shot at this, start laughing\n[01:14.03] It took a year or two and I passed them\n[01:15.94] Y'all niggas all look like haters\n[01:18.00] You ain't even put your dawg on paper\n[01:19.68] Word around that you tricking on bitches\n[01:21.54] Catch you with your chain on I'mma take it\n[01:23.49] Now everybody catching these vapors\n[01:25.33] Now everybody want and need favors\n[01:27.48] Southside, NY in Jamaica\n[01:29.01] Nicki on the bike throw it up, scrape it\n[01:31.16] With 100 niggas 'hind me\n[01:32.65] North side down in Philly where you find me\n[01:34.36] Riding 'round with a 30 on my lap in a big ass phantom\n[01:36.62] I whip the Bentley like a johnny\n[01:38.05] Watching out for the 2-11 robbery\n[01:40.83] Bang motherfucker for the money and the respect\n[01:44.72] Hit 'em in the head with the stick nigga eject (shit!)\n[01:48.34] Mo money, mo money, mo money, mo problems (shit!)\n[01:51.80] Why you think I really went and bought more choppers (shit!)\n[01:55.60] Mo money, mo money only bringing more robbers (shit!)\n[01:59.31] Want to see me in a box I went Porsche Boxster\n[02:02.32] Show me some evidence\n[02:03.33] Never was better than nor was you 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.357 in\n  My level on excellent\n  I cut the brick like its cards and I shuffle it\n  You told 'em we selling it\n  A mouse in the building, I act like an elephant\n  Who the fuck just let the devil in\n  Come to my city they treat me like president\n  Ain't got no pity for niggas that's settling\n  I had that Lala and Melo was selling them nicks for JR Smith\n  Niggas try to kill me but they all miss\n  My down fall what they all wish\n  Had a lot of homies but they all switched\n  Word up my nigga\n\n  I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n  You looking bad I prolly throw you something\n  I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\n  I caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\n  I got all these chains and this change on me (we lit!)\n  Niggas said I changed man they changed on me (fuck 'em!)\n  Man it ain't a thang got the thang on me\n  Man I see a clearport plane on me\n\n  You see me coming 'round your corner lookin' like I got a check\n  Flew into your city me my niggas on the jet\n  Ballin' every time I take a shot I hit the net\n  And everyday niggas want the money for respect\n  I ain't trippin' I got money, clothes, car, hoes\n  Shoppin' 'til the mall close\n  Lord knows, I could fit a brick up in these cargos\n  I don't fuck with niggas cause they all told\n  Worry 'bout another nigga money like they all hoes\n  I'm just with my niggas spinning hella blocks\n  Bad bitch on all my Banshee I'm like twelve o' clock\n  Vroom vroom I might do a hundred block\n  In the back hundred niggas deep and we like fuck the cops\n\n  I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n  You looking bad I prolly throw you something\n  I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\n  I caught cases never told 'em nothing\n\n  Got all these chains and this change on me\n  Niggas said I changed man they changed on me\n  Man it ain't a thang got the thang on me\n  Man a see a clear port plane on me, slide\n\n  What's your grandma name\n  What's your gr-gr-grandma name, grandma name\n  What's your grandma name\n  What's my grandma name\n\n  I see these haters looking at me like I owe them something\n  You looking bad I prolly throw you something\n  I see you flexing with that money and I know you frontin'\n  I caught cases never told 'em nothing\n"}]