I pray to God I look my killer in his eyes, snatch his soul out his shirt lets take him for that ride.

Getting money, lil dude. Big crib shit look like a middle school.

Back in the kitchen, smelling like burning rubber. It ain't a secret I'm a money burning muthafucka.

No love, it's bout a profit nigga.

I bought a jet, but got a choppa nigga. They runnin up, I'm making sure I stop a nigga.

Thousand bitches never love em. Obvious I'm a heart breaking muthafucka.

We gon rise on 7th day and ball.

If I die today, bury me in a dope ass watch!

I spoiled her maybe cuz I adored her, more than fly that girl's a flying saucer.

I reflect as I'm ridin in a rolls royce, get respect cuz I give these hoes no choice.