Honies, cash, weed, cars   Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars   Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are   Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar      The path we all walk, starts out long it's like a boardwalk   Monopoly, some make it around, some go down, it's prophecy   Happy days balancing with life's atrocities   Hoppin' in V's, knowin' some day I got to lead properly      High up in a five realizing the price paid   For this life laid in the light shade   One might say, top of the world's two whips, a crib and a girl   Quick to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it      Pretentious, arrogant niggas is senseless   Pro-ball players with white wives, peep they night lives   While you could catch me in a crisp white five   Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on, my theme song   Love and happiness, how can it seem wrong?      I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus with the donuts   Now I grown up, got it chromed up   Got the rap game sewn up, sho-nuff   Niggas acting cool but it's really no love   I feel a slow buzz, off the dutch      This is everyday, every second   Got to make it pay, every lesson I learnt   Got me open while most of these rappers'll stay burnt      Honies, cash, weed, cars   Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars   Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are   Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar      Money, cash, weed, cars   Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars   Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are   Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar      With so much drama in QBC   It's kinda hard being Escobarro   Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle   My life is like a Donald Goines novel   We wave glasses like bravo      Drunk niggas with mad problems, and shot pockets   My niggas from the block rock this   Box cocaine, cook it and chop it      Looking to profit, in different ways   Goin' through this difficult stage, called life   But each year my physical's praised      Some fell beyond the reach of help   Cut in the street, thinkin' they could teach theyself   When all we wanted was a piece of wealth   And randomly, feed our family, the streets are insanity      Amply, living in this thug's fantasy   Richest nigga in show biz is what I plan to be   Heavy chain and my QB sway, living this king's life   Magazines write about me, in this dream it's all tight      Honies, cash, weed, cars   Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars   Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are   Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar      Money, cash, weed, cars   Ghetto celebrities, hood movie stars   Gat slingers now rap singers are who we are   Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar      Now the main thing that boggle my brain be all the bottles of pain   Iced the chain and all the followers came   They tried to throw me off track but I caught that   They thought I lost that but I'm continuing to make more stacks      Halftime, New York state of mind, it was written was hittin'   Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and riches   Sleepin' on the plane wake up when we land   Feelin' real scared, on the ground   Rollie flush, princess cuts, and large rounds      The crews up, findin' time to shine rocks   It's real, you violate, be in a pine box   If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, it's crazy   I didn't make the game, the game made me   Records for the babies so they raised up in mansions   Haters keep hating, and ladies'll keep glancing      Y'all know the routine out this [Incomprehensible], word up