Yes Picture me nigga 
Yea Right now 
On some other shit 
When you see me 
I’ve been drinkin out the bottle while 
I’m standing in the yacht 20 thousand in my pockets, 
I ain’t even lift a dollar 
Haters tryina hold me down but 
I be riding to the top 
And I’m smoking what 
I want, either it’s cool with you or not 
Got your bitches all around me, make me wanna pull the top 
Got them jerz about by warmin and she ballin out the lot 
Haters tryina hold me down but 
I be riding to the top 
And I’m smoking what 
I want, either it’s cool with you or not 
Anything on me but bitch it ain’t free 
Head on the ocean, getting laid on the beach 
Smoking out the dry, hot box in the street 
On my tell me bullshit, 
I don’t stop for police (never) 
A beast on street, cock hack to the east 
From tonight til 
I die, niggas ride, let it be 4-5 on the side of the 
Jeep, got that 
Bentley on my knee 
Take my foot up off that pedal, put his brain on the seat 
They see Pac in the flesh, 
I’m more than bitches wanna see 
But I’m game, 
God’s grace and now where finished, set me free 
And these haters talkin shit like 
I ain’t who they got to see 
And I ain’t scared of catching body, who these niggas wannas be? 
Now I’m beggin on my knees, askin 
God don’t let it be 
But I’m a 
G and to the end of me keep it ever just simple 
To the bullet’s rhythm, the pistol triggers and 
Hennessey 
I bet they would remember me ballin, 
I fill your memory 
I’ve been drinkin out the bottle while 
I’m standing in the yacht 20 thousand in my pockets, 
I ain’t even lift a dollar 
Haters tryina hold me down but 
I be riding to the top 
And I’m smoking what 
I want, either it’s cool with you or not 
Got your bitches all around me, make me wanna pull the top 
Got them jerz about by warmin and she ballin out the lot 
Haters tryina hold me down but 
I be riding to the top 
And I’m smoking what 
I want, either it’s cool with you or not 
Getting money, bitch 
I’m never stuck balling in the moment 
I’m smoking every minute, shoot a killer for the tome 
And I ain’t looking for you niggas, top down – you don’t want it 
Keep that 40 on me solo, rolling – 
I don’t need no homies 
I’m riding over phonies, oh my 
God I get this money 
And these problem niggas front me, jump hard 
I keep it gunning 
Your bitches say 
I’m stunting and 
I ain’t even starting stunting 
And they ain’t see me, 50 
G blow on my 
V like it was nothing 
I’m jumpin 90 cups to what these be the navigators 
See I keep tracking all my stacks, 
I keep it cracking like 
I’m B I feel the haters wanna be like me, 
I’m realer than 
I say I be 
Been working all the night, suckers shot and saw me changing it 
No lames gonna hang with me, them gang niggas bang with me 
The range about my change, know what 
I plan so play no games with me 
To the bullet’s rhythm, the pistol triggers and 
Hennessey 
I bet they would remember me ballin, 
I fill your memory 
I’ve been drinkin out the bottle while 
I’m standing in the yacht 20 thousand in my pockets, 
I ain’t even lift a dollar 
Haters tryina hold me down but 
I be riding to the top 
And I’m smoking what 
I want, either it’s cool with you or not 
Got your bitches all around me, make me wanna pull the top 
Got them jerz about by warmin and she ballin out the lot 
Haters tryina hold me down but 
I be riding to the top 
And I’m smoking what 
I want, either it’s cool with you or not 
It’s bottom line 
Do what the fuck 
I want to who the fuck 
I want to nigga 
Bogus! Yea, you see? 
I’m getting money over here man 
Now they get money over here mad 
Don’t give a fuck about you homie 
Scoo!