I cant wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it make the right sound
Solitaire earrings bling blingin from a mile away
I cant do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me 
What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me? 
I gotta give it to em, if I dont
I might go to the hood, Ill make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio
Im tryna make a way for my folks
Seein how Im Oakland City only hope
I gotta get it, I aint got time to play
Aint got no time to waste
Ive been havin nightmares about goin back to jail, so I wake up
Drankin all this lean, poppin Adderall so I can stay up
Niggas that I used to love actin like theyre mad cause I got my cake up
Aint gon never let it get to a nigga, keep on grindin, tryna get another million
Condo on Peachtree, I paid the rent for the closet
They just wanna talk about my past, they dont wanna accept the fact that Im a boss
Everything I wanted, Ima go and get it, I aint trippin bout a cost, yeah
Everybody want a piece of the winnings, theyre never there when youre lost
Seen my main man try to cross me, Im tryna pass it down to my offspring
All these hoes see me flossing, seen my first mil, felt awesome
They cant follow me, I lost em
Had to boss up, so I bossed up
Now Im bossed up
I cant wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it make the right sound
Solitaire earrings bling blingin from a mile away
I cant do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me 
What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me? 
I gotta give it to em, if I dont
I might go to the hood, Ill make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio
She gotta be piped up to feel my emphasis
She hot, yeah, she sizzlin
But cant love her more than a studio
Serena and Venus, yeah most of my chains tennis
So I wore it all to the studio 
My baby mama got pregnant, had to buy a bitch a car to get an abortion
She just wanna see tears and sad faces on my shorty
But I cant get mad, thats the way it go when youre fortunate
Leave a million cash in the street, nigga better not touch it 
Act like they came to lay hands so their trust dont get busted 
Straight from Mossberg to Hillsborough
Birds, bless the Js on that cizzurb
Ridin in the Lambo that the lil kids say Bingo to
My last two years were the worst ones in my career, but Im still rich as you
Disneylands where your kids go, on a private jet when Im into you 
Them lil bitches that be hatin need to pipe down 
I cant wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it make the right sound
Solitaire earrings bling blingin from a mile away
I cant do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me 
What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me? 
I gotta give it to em, if I dont
I might go to the hood, Ill make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio