Yeah

Get your top peeled back, brrt

Do you really have what it takes to be a millionaire

My TT, she got sick on me, I told her she′ll be fine

I saw that cancer killing TT, I saw TT dying

My TT want to see me, but my TT end up dying

Her husband, he was never supportive, he was mean all the time

That nigga pussy, he was mad every time the family came around

He beat my TT up every day, smacked her to the ground

I tried to shoot him one day, but my TT calmed me down

My TT lost her youngest son before she lost her life

Her son got me the hood, put 'em out, that shit ain′t right

If you can think of a pussy nigga, he fit the description right

I keep that dope in my lungs 'cause it keep my system right

Grew up in the South, Memphis where niggas don't look up to they uncle

It′s fuck my daddy, but you know I′m gon' raise hell by mama

They gave us Obama, then Trump, so they gave us more drama

I keep my Glock on me, it′s tucked, so I call it my llama

Let's talk about how pussy niggas didn′t wanna see me win

I signed to God, ain't got my money but I didn′t leave my friends

I told the Lord to forgive me for everything, I repent

I killed so many niggas, I ain't lying, niggas didn't kill my friends

To every nigga that did something to me, I′ma get revenge

Keep a Glock on me, I′m cock homie before I walk in

You not my homie if my homie say you can't get in

Niggas buyin′ all these foreign cars just to gossip in

Truth be told, nigga

You a ho (you a ho), you a ho (you a ho)

I'ma do it slow so I can do some more, and

And some more, (and some more) and some more

Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga

You a ho (you a ho), you a ho (you a ho)

I′ma do it slow so I can do some more, and

And some more, (and some more) and some more

Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga

I love my cousin so much, put my son life on the line

My cousin called my phone, he asked me did I have them pounds

I told my cuz' I got him later, I′m babysittin' right now

My cousin told me hurry up, he need them pounds right now

I put on my clothes, I grab my keys, I grab my son, we leave

I usually take my time, but this my cousin, so I speed

I told him meet me at my grandma house, he said me me

I met my cousin at the gas station, it was OV

They pulled me out the car

Put me on the ground, said, "You under arrest"

I realised my cousin took advantage of me at my best

Them crackers almost took my son from me, they had me stressed

I did my time, I kept my mouth closed, I ain't tell shit

I put my life on the line for to sit back in the day

If you ain′t my homie, you know you can′t approach me 'bout no fade

Keep my bolagna right on me ′case my own homie play

My macaroni don't jam, ain′t talking 'bout no K

How you cannot compare me to Pac or or Christopher?

This shit I spit, you can′t see my bars, they invisible

I'm living single, Mercedes Benzes, buy his and hers

I kick her out, I'm in someone house when I′m missing her

Don′t cut me down, don't be send me down when I′m in a rush

No need for speeding in traffic when you gon' catch the bus

I grab my F&N out my drawers and tell me all I trust

This Draco ain′t gon' let me down and I put that on us

Truth be told, nigga

You a ho (you a ho), you a ho (you a ho)

I′ma do it slow so I can do some more, and

And some more, (and some more) and some more

Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga

You a ho (you a ho), you a ho (you a ho)

I'ma do it slow so I can do some more, and

And some more, (and some more) and some more

Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga