Rollin’ out the crib, can’t leave without my glizzy,
Niggas out to get me, life’s gritty, feelin’ dizzy.
Before I get caught up, I get caught up with it,
My ho the sickest, so I turned her to my baby mama, let’s admit it.
Want her position, haters confront her with that drama,
Niggas talkin' slick, type it out, like it’s a problem.
Since it’s a problem, call up Jigga, we on choppers,
Lil’ Chris a shotta, in Balenciagas, he a monster.
Yeah, that’s the one, boy, he gon’ get it done, boy,
Now let’s take a trip, we DC-bound, let’s have some fun, boy.
Buyin' Gucci, MCM, steak, potatoes, scampi shrimp,
Top floor, no haters near, surrounded by my kin.
They don’t want us to ball, y’all, they wanna see us fall,
They don’t like it, but they gon’ respect it, stand tall.
Get up off your ass, go get a check, no regrets,
‘Member when them bitches laughed? Now they mad, place your bets.
They don’t have a story, they'll make one like a flick,
I stay in my lane, chasin’ paper, stackin’ bricks.
Young, wild, ignorant, that’s what they label me,
I don’t know you, you don’t know me, stay out my business, bitch, see?
Yeah, yeah, stay out my business, bitch,
Quit all that hatin’, all that fakin’, just switch.
I’m tryna get my paper, put food on my plate,
While they throwin’ shade, I’m just elevatin', can’t wait.
This life we livin’ kinda fast, can’t let it pass,
Twist the ‘gar, light it up, hit the gas, feel that blast.
Didn’t know the answer, do dreams come true?
Staring through my rearview, it’s our time, we breakin’ through.
Yeah, society’s wild, they tryna take us out,
First they try to murder me, then they lie without a doubt.
I’m the product of a struggle, can’t grip that pain,
But I’m risin’ through the troubles, yeah, I’m changin’ the game.
Now these niggas mad, I’m legit, stackin’ chips,
Ridin’ in that tinted whip, my ambition never slips.
Lookin’ in the mirror, see the grind in my eyes,
Came from nothin’, now I strive, breakin’ limits, watch me rise.
They don’t like it but they gon' respect it,
Get off your ass, get that check, reject it.
Remember when they laughed? Now they see me flexin’,
This power movin’ through me, it’s time for some progression.
Stay out my business, bitch, I’m on my grind,
Stay out my business, bitch, don’t waste my time.
Quit with that hatin’, just let me shine,
I’m risin’ from the bottom, yeah, this hustle’s all mine.
Keep that glizzy close, can’t play it safe,
In this world of fakes, I’m just tryna find my space.
Grinding hard as hell, every day’s a new test,
But I’m built for this shit, boy, I’m destined for the best.
Yeah.
Can’t leave the house without my glizzy,
Life’s a game, I’m all in, never dizzy.
Stay on my hustle, can’t let it fade,
This is thug motivation, life’s a serenade.
