F#m A Strippers in the club and my cups half empty Bm A Bm Ride with my niggas cause my niggas understand me A Bm Still on Plan A, pussy niggas on Plan B C#m Young rich nigga, young rich nigga F#m Right now, motherfucker let's go [Verse] F#m What can make a nigga wanna go and get it? Bm Said he want a Beamer with the subs in it Bm Said he grew up in a house and it was love missing Bm Said he grew up in the set, he keep his guns with him Bm Young nigga, young nigga Bm Young nigga, just young nigga D And he don't need a reason, he a young nigga C#m And you don't want your daughter and your sons with him F#m Young nigga, young nigga Young nigga, just young nigga Bm Probably never understand us Til he pull in Phantom Bm When he pull up in a Phantom He gon' have that shit blasting D C#m Like young nigga, just young nigga C#m Young nigga, just young nigga F#m What they call you where you from, nigga? F#m In my city, that was question number one, nigga Bm Looking at the legend I become, nigga Bm I can't help, but feeling like I'm the one, nigga Bm Remember I was on the run, nigga Well, yeah, before you had a son, nigga D C#m Open up your doors and kept it one, nigga Held a nigga down and that was love, nigga F#m Nobody want to stand in front a judge, nigga Bm Make you think of better days like when you was winning Bm Standing on the couches in the club with us N.C. But then I lock my shot, I had to run with it F#m Out the gate, lost count, many days in the studio, we slave, but this shit we gotta save Bm Staring in the space that you fishing for a phrase Bm Uninspired and your mind, still it's a paper chase Bm First you over dedicate, then you notice that you great Bm And you been the whole time, then it slap you in the face D Then you stack it in your safe, got it cracking, it was fate C#m You the definition, nigga, laughing to the bank F#m I'm a master of my faith, plus I'm the type of nigga own the masters to my tape Bm I'm in Nevada for the day, I just caught a flight from Philly, we just sold out TA Bm Fresh up off of stage on my way to be a AMB, we L.A, tryna eat, we the way D Young Nips, he the great, never talk C#m Had a drink, I just lead to the lake F#m It's eighty-something degrees in L.A Fuck it, time to put some jetskis on L.A Bm I got a team in my bank, I don't even need an I.D at my bank Bm This used to be a dream we would chase I know J. Stone and Copy Supreme could relate D I know the whole team could relate C#m I know, Makenzi, could relate F#m Nelson, on the Marathon Bm Balling since my brother used to hustle out the Vons Couple hundred thousand up, he took a shovel to the lawn Bm No exaggeration for the content of my songs When he went to dig it up, shit, a hundred something gone D Molded, you can ask moms C#m Had to plug in blow dryers for the ones we could wash F#m Salvaged the little bit Young rich nigga shit, pressure on your shoulder Bm How you gon' deal with it? Say it's all uncomfortable when you transition, but it's all beautiful when you get rich in it When you start killing shit and they all witness Money roll faster than niggas could spend the shit D C#m Open more businesses with you and your niggas that watching your vision and being more generate F#m Like a Ford dealership, we up in Forbes Watching and they wishing that it wasn't yours Bm I forgive you, I remember I was poor Plus I ain't in the way of what you reaching for Bm Gotta play the game, you gotta read the score See, I'ma do the same and pop the clutch of four D Told me if I want it, gotta hustle for it C#m Only difference now, the money more mature [Outro: Diddy] F#m Young nigga, young nigga F#m Young nigga, young nigga Bm Get your money, young nigga Bm Get your money, young nigga Young nigga, young nigga Young nigga, young nigga D Get the money, young nigga Young nigga, young nigga D Get the money, young nigga Get the money, young nigga F#m Get the money, young nigga Keep God first though