(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire) (yeah)
(Baby, let your feelings pour, I don't wanna break no law, but you're gonna make me) whatcha gon' do? Glizock
(Baby, let your feelings pour, I don't wanna break no law, but you're gonna make me) yeah
(Tell me what I need you for? Tell me why we're both at war?)
(I don't really care no more, look at what we're fightin' for) phew
(Had to tell him no more show, so) phew, phew, phew

Young nigga stylin' and profilin' (phew)
She want me get all up and behind her (uh-uh, yeah)
If they ain't talkin' about money, never mind it
I learned how to hustle, ran it up straight grindin', yup (yeah)
I was in the trap, more sacks than a lineman
You might lose your brain if you reach for a diamond (fah)
Yeah, you know my name, I suggest you don't try it
Three years ago, I had a baby named Rian (yeah)
Yeah, that's daddy's lil girl

Daddy gon' buy you diamonds and pearl
Daddy gon' protect you from this world
Daddy gon' hit him with a ten-piece Harold's (fah-fah, fah-fah)
Daddy gon' send him to the man upstairs (yeah)
I put that on me, yeah, I put that on God
I collect watches like baseball cards
These niggas ain't nothin' like me at all (the fuck?)

Young nigga stylin' and profilin' (phew)
She want me get all up and behind her (uh-uh, yeah)
If they ain't talkin' about money, never mind it
I learned how to hustle ran it up, straight grindin', yup (yeah)
I was in the trap, more sacks than a lineman
You might lose your brain if you reach for a diamond (fah)
Yeah, you know my name, I suggest you don't try it (glizock)
Three years ago, I had a baby named Rian (yeah)
Yeah, that's daddy's lil girl

Now I want me a junior
I just want me some peace, I been readin' my book (peace)
When I made my first M, damn near said: Hallelujah
Still a hood rich nigga, still eatin' Oodles of noodles (yeah-yeah)
The young hoes crazy, I love me a cougar
Yeah, I love me a MILF, they know what to do
Ayy, stick to the plan, and go with your move
Lion, tigers and bears, South Memphis's a zoo

(Baby, let your feelings pour, I don't wanna break no law, but you're gonna make me) yeah
(Baby, let your feelings pour, I don't wanna break no law, but you're gonna make me) whatcha gon' do?
(Tell me what I need you for? Tell me why we're both at war?)
(I don't really care no more, look at what we're fightin' for)
(Had to tell him no more show, so) yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)

Young nigga stylin' and profilin' (phew)
She want me get all up and behind her (uh-uh, yeah)
If they ain't talkin' about money, never mind it
I learned how to hustle, ran it up straight grindin', yup (yeah)
I was in the trap, more sacks than a lineman
You might lose your brain if you reach for a diamond (fah)
Yeah, you know my name, I suggest you don't try it (glizock)
Three years ago, I had a baby named Rian (yeah)
Yeah, that's daddy's lil girl

Daddy gon' buy you diamonds and pearl
Daddy gon' protect you from this world
Daddy gon' hit him with a ten-piece Harold's (fah-fah-fah-fah)
Daddy gon' send him to the man upstairs
I put that on me, yeah, I put that on God
I collect watches like baseball cards
These niggas ain't nothin' like me at all (the fuck?)