Uh, Weeks Ave, Dipset   I mean look at me   I look like a million dollars in all ten dollar bills baby   (Whoo) Yeah      Hook:   Ruger Rell pop the Glock   Come through and drop the top   Throw some money in the sky   I just took over the block   Move some keys on that bitch   I just took over the block   Move some keys on that bitch   Yeah, yeah   Ruger Rell pop the Glock   Come through and drop the top   Throw some money in the sky   I just took over the block   Move some keys on that bitch   I just took over the block   Move some keys on that bitch   Oh, oh      Verse 1:   Ruger Rell pop the Glock   Come through and drop the top   Throw some money in the sky   I just took over the block   Yeah, I got my pot, got my work, got my scale   58s-58s, and them 12-12s   My connect said it just came in from Mexico   Jeezy The Snowman would call me The Eskimo   You pussy, I know you pussy, what you think I said it fo'   Plant money seeds baby, sit back and let it grow, grow   I'm 'bout my chips, not onion and garlic   Ya mouth run and I see it done turn to a faucet   I'm married to the streets, y'all niggaz went and divorced it   Y'all walkin' and y'all mad vuz I went out and Porsche'd it, yeah   It ain't really about who got swag   Where the money at, it's about who got cash   And, they cry broke nowadays, it's ashamed   I don't got that problem because money's my middle name      Hook      Verse 2:   I never slip, I never fall   When it come to work I got them ounces and them 8-balls   I got them good prices, yeah I'm talkin' to all of y'all   You ain't gotta leave the block, yeah I'ma serve 'em all   Yeah, I'ma serve 'em all   (And I ball) Every hustler should have a picture of a brick   (On they wall) Baby get up on that pole, shake that shit   (For my dogs) Cuz he just came home   And he gone cuz he had too many shots of Patron      Hook