[talking]  Know I'm tal'n bout, already  I'm just saying though    [Hook - 2x]  It's going down, know I'm tal'n bout  (Know I'm tal'n bout)  I'm on the grind, know I'm tal'n bout  (Know I'm tal'n bout)  Every penny nickle and dime, well I still got time  Every dolla that I can find, know I'm tal'n bout  (Know I'm tal'n bout)    [Paul Wall]  I gotta get that money, I gotta get that cash  I gotta stack bread, cause I'm spending it fast  I got habits, that I just can't break  Just got a brand new car, cash on fifth gray  If I see it I want it, if I buy it I flaunt it  A Kenyon Martin high school jersey, worth at least five hundred  Everything I got authentic, from the clothes to the chain  A twenty thousand dolla mouth, man I love this game  Everything changed, when I started getting that money  From the land of milk and honey, when I smile it's sunny  Isn't it funny, how people say that money changed me  I ain't worried what they broke ass, think bout me  I'm riding on 83's, my rims are classic  24's under the Avalanche, looking Jurassic  Paint change like mirages, you don't know when you pass it  I'm big balling till I lay in a casket, already    [Hook - 2x]    [Paul Wall]  I'm a neighborhood trend setter, getting that cheddar  Nobody does it better, I'm a cash money go-getter  Looking clean riding spinners, on these Lone Star streets  Spitting game laying pipe, to these all star freaks  We the boys pulling up, in them candy coated cars  A couple more in the garage, we some neighborhood stars  Check the wrist check the mouth, check the ice on the neck  You disrespect we put a price on your neck, watch your mouth  I'm on that South Lee, 8900 block  I hustle nonstop, to earn everything that I got  I'm hot I swang and pop trunk, the block done got crunk  Got plex we got pumps, cause partna we not punks  I got chunks of paper, filling my pocket  Don't knock it you can't stop it, just sit back and watch it  The fifth wheel I drop it, I got cheese in my hot pocket  We slow it down and chop it, know I'm tal'n bout    [Hook - 2x]    [Paul Wall]  You can hear me in my drop, a block away  The fifth wheel bow down, unlock and pray  The IRS, wanna know what I bought today  I wonder which lap top, I'll watch today  If lil' mama wanna bop, she got to pay  I'm in a Benz big 6, like Dr. J  I wonder which car lot, I'll shop today  I be balling real big, the proper way  Respect it or check it, but best not neglect it  You don't really wanna see, the parking lot get hectic  We big ballers, and big trucks with big ass rims  Blueberry with no stems, make strangers friends  Tighten up no slack, cause them people be watching  Them jump out boys be plotting, homie you ain't forgotten  In jail or in a coffin, or a hospital coffin  But I'm none of the above it ain't me, know I'm tal'n bout    [Hook - 4x]