I ain't with the industry shit, and I ain't even made it Who the fuck you talkin' to? I don't give a damn bout the club that you do Better talk to me like you got a clue I've been quiet humble for a long-ass time But it's time to lay the standards on the line Niggas better quit dick-lickin' Embrace the night shit with me Just cause you tryna get with it I remember middle of the summer, I was workin' on some heat Money on my mind, so pussy can't hematize me Shawty ain't comin', give she no respect about me Drop heat on the first, then the second, and the third, and the fourth Tryna turn a Camry to a Porsche Tryna make a dollar bill more Turn it one to a hundred more Gucci Mankova, I'm boomin' like Trapback On your head like a snapback Every time you hit, bet a bitch had flashbacks Young niggas smash that From Southside, ATL I wish y'all well, but the smoke got a throat that's deep like a wish-well Cliffin' that, ain't no way in hell A lot of niggas caught the intel You can't do this, you ain't bout that Says who? ATL, my city Without me, don't nothin' more Who's you? Designer on my shoes Foreign whips and bad bitches too Where? Over here now, the new prince of the south Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Bounce that, bounce back, bounce those, bounce it, bitch Wanna see the light show, wanna see how you get lit Tell the DJ, be a DJ and play my shit If it's hot, it's hot and ain't no way around that, you know Look, a lot of niggas change when it comes to the money A lot of folks start actin' funny, I ain't changin' shit that I'm bout Every time you talk here, hits touch your mouth So I trust not a word comin' out Facts that, get your money, bounce back Look, every real nigga seen a whole bunch of shit I ain't takin' risks, keep a whole bunch of clips Never seen a broke nigga with a bad bitch But I hope a broke nigga get rich He can get you nowhere quick Uh-huh, get a big bank, try and fill it up till I can't Back with a field or a dank Hit it once, then escape, no time here to waste A million folks told me I'ma get rich one day And a million folks stayed around just to see if I get paid I ain't really trippin', I know that I'm one in a million It took you too long to catch the vision Just a young nigga on a mission, I don't need commission I need every cent that's intended Catch me, Tokyo, driftin' in Atlanta Pull up, got stream, find my helmet, wow MC, can't touch this My bitch, ain't fuckin' Before you get a hood, you need to up a few levels Before you get a meeting, you need to stop wearin' jeggings Set the foundation slow, always got leverage A with me up, got a message, hop Fucked around to put it on the debit Right now, I don't need credit Boy, you better watch where you steppin' Niggas can't see me like heaven Women bless me like a reverend The game need me like a medic Hit my line if you got that fly, no lie, I respect it It's been a long-ass time and I'm here to take everything that's mine It's time for a lit be in the grind It's time for a lit be in the shine You can hate, that's fine You can hate, that's fine You can hate, that's fine You can hate, that's fine