text: I got this shit from the trap
  Few  baggies, my pen, and my pad 
  I  done got rich off of rap 
  You throw em, we sendin em back, that shit is a fact
  My young boy aint got no ID on em
  He  had to slip through the back 
  They  took everything he had off his body
  He thought he was lit cause he rap
  Gotta  hustle, go get off your back 
  He broke, go get him a pack
  I just blew ten up in Saks 
  Fuck cops, they kill if you black 
  You  might get a deal if you nice 
  Gelato Im smokin to give you the feelin you feel when you still on a flight
  Light up a blunt, go wheelie that bike 
  This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday
  Takin risks to count this cash in every way
  If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved
  Only thing on my bucket list is I get paid
  Fuck the coppers, you cant stop us like a train
  Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain
  Push start all my vehicles sport, youd think I race
  Bright stars shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith
  I caught a plain Patek Philippe and a plain Richard Mille 
  Cant explain this shit I see, switchin lanes in a new V
  I done slang on every corner, I done made it out the streets
  Lotta lames in this industry
  Sucker free, me and Dave East 
  My neck look like water, 200 sittin on a plain tee 
  Rich my persona, I fucked your bitch a new Wrangler Jeep
  Keep that stick on me, cause if they play, we gon play for keeps
  Back to back Royces, me and Meek
  We the champs that they envy 
  Im a cold P-I-M-P
  I got hoes in the Benz Jeep
  I smoke Oprah Winfrey
  While my bro pumpin NSYNC
  The gas the color purple, sellin white boy like Nowitzki
  The cars is foreign like Ginobili, shots burn your chest like whiskey
  This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday
  Takin risks to count this cash in every way
  If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved
  Only thing on my bucket list is I get paid
  Fuck the coppers, you cant stop us like a train
  Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain
  Push start all my vehicles sport, youd think I race
  Bright stars shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith
  Popular nigga, Im not tryna start, this is not the beginning
  These niggas is broke, I forgot to forget it
  Sand in my toes, bitch, Im tropical livin
  I try not to pay no attention, they probably gon hate til Im finished
  Fuck it, as long as they pay me with interest
  Buckets now, I jump out Ranges thats tinted
  Smile at them niggas, they hate when you grinnin
  I got a Patek that I put on everyday
  I just watched you eat that bitch, how you not gay?
  Im at the gun range just to practice on my aim
  Bitch this Crip, watch how I get rich, Gunna know my game
  Just might got trust issues, Im goin bonkers, you fuck with me
  Once my mind made up, Im pullin up like the Grim Reaper
  Since I like drippin, my swag is blue and thats all I see
  Aint no rap cappin, this lifestyle true, aint no flaw in me
  This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday
  Takin risks to count this cash in every way
  If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved
  Only thing on my bucket list is I get paid
  Fuck the coppers, you cant stop us like a train
  Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain
  Push start all my vehicles sport, youd think I race
  Bright stars shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith