I ain't felt this way in a minute (Uh, uh) I just blew the roof through the ceiling (Through the ceiling, yeah), uh I just woke up to another million (Million, yeah) Finally made my way out of the trenches (Ooh), and I still Take a brick and break a brick and get it gone, yeah (Yeah) Take a bitch and break a bitch and send her home, yeah (What else?) 'Bout my brothers, you in trouble, they right or they wrong, yeah (What else?) All that I know, yeah (What else?), murder she wrote, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah (Oh yeah, yeah) Uh, yeah, yeah (Oh yeah-yeah, yeah)
Okay, gang-gang forever, I'ma die for my respect, uh Say my name, whatever, get you popped through a text, uh Hunnid K or better, I just wrapped it 'round my neck Johnny Dang, king of bling, I just re-fucked up a check On the road, doin' shows, comin' to your city next Bunch of bottom boy survivors, be a long way from the 'jects, uh It might need some thinkin', and, God, I finally get to flex Reminisce about hard times right before I bought a jet And who need a stylist when you got all this money pillin'? All it took was goddess, a young nigga, but far from childish Me and Lil J don't get them lows, get 'em gone and then rewind it You sold four hundred Ps and brought back eight hundred thousand (Yeah)
I ain't felt this way in a minute (Uh, uh) I just blew the roof through the ceiling (Through the ceiling, yeah), uh I just woke up to another million (Another million) Finally made my way out of the trenches (I'm out the trenches), and I still Take a brick and break a brick and get it gone, yeah (Oh) Take a bitch and break a bitch and send her home, yeah (Yeah, uh, ooh) 'Bout my brothers, you in trouble, you right that they wrong, yeah All that I know, yeah, murder she wrote, yeah Yeah, yeah (Ah, ah) Yeah Uh, yeah, yeah
Okay, uh What else? Uh What else? Uh What else? Uh, yeah