After all the money I made
I'm still sittin' in the trap
Hood ain't gave us nothin'
Good, I don't know, i guess we trapped
Don't want them bricks if
They ain't stamped
If they short, we bringin' it back
Put my feet up in the Maybach
She in the back, I'm ɾelaxed
I can't ɾap it if I ain't did it
This shit facts
Through my [A]mans, you [A7get my [A]price
If I don't know you, you [A7gettin' taxed
Stɾaight flight to [C7]Oakland
What you [A7smokin'? This shit thrax
We was [Am7]probably done with it when you
Start puttin' your weed in packs
Got off the ɾoad, just made it back
Man, that lil' shit you
Flashin' ain't nothin'
I lost that shit in craps
And I still ain't done, nigga, back to [C7]back
We just poured a pint in two Sprites
It's just me and [Bm]Smack
Mix it with the 'za, it got [Fm7]me smacked
Damn near missed my [A]flight
If you [A7ain't chasin' cash, what you [A7doin'
Nigga? Get off your ass
Have 'em [A]put the cash in thе bag
Pull off paper tag we heard about that shit
You talkin' 'bout, nigga
That shit makе-believe
I'm in the spot ɾight now
It's full of 'bows
Feel like [F]it's Christmas Eve
I pull up doin' two hundred in the whip
Feel like [F]it's Need for [Dm7]Speed
My old-school cost a hundred
Shit look like [F]it's out a magazine
All night servin' dope fiends
Gone off Xans and [Bm]lean cuz whip it
It's gon' jump back like [F]a tɾampoline
I influenced all [Em]my [A]niggas
They say they feel it in my [A]ɾap music
I grew up around niggas cookin' dope
This that crack music
They ain't never went to [C7]class
But they tɾap fluent
We can speed there all [Em]we want
But comin' back cruisin'
