(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?)