4 A.M. I'm on the north side of Philly
Riding around like these haters
don't want to kill me
It's a shame how they hate on
me you gotta feel me
I started out with a dollar and got a milli
I'm like do it for the gram ho,
do it for the gram ho
She don't want to bust it I say
do it for them bands yo
I say do it for them bands fucking with that broke
nigga you should do it for your
Man
Lately I've been on the low with a ho
that you probably know
Took her to the crib and met mom
ma right at the door
Momma started smiling
like momma I got to go
I done took so many trophies that my
momma my momma know
I said a real nigga,
I get that money pay them bills nigga
My momma told me "you a real nigga"
And I be hanging with
them real killers
Now what a feeling when you looking at the latest
whipping knowing you can cop it
Or looking at the baddest bitch
and knowing you could pop it
The youngest nigga in my city
doing it I got it
On another level with Benjamin
and money is the topic lord
They want to do me I'mma
do it like a mobster
I put my jeweler on his feet
Hundred thou I used
to do that every week
Never sleep its funny how I never speak
You see a foreign in my
city that was me
That was us, never sweet
We went to war niggas riding
down the street
Popping that pistol they talking
they never did
Dropping the nickel with something
that never cease
I've been sitting on that money
like a chair
I've been getting to that money all year
All year and my niggas all here
But we started from the bottom
we was selling hard squares
Baddest bitch in the game wearing
my chain I'm ready
Switching lanes in that
Mulsanne like I'm Andretti
I do the Balmain, Balenciaga, no
Giuseppe
If they sleep on Meek Milly I kill
these niggas like I was Freddy
I eat that pussy like a monster
She gon' ride this dick she gon'
need a sponsor
You could tell I'm philly
from my posture
And we be whipping coca like its pasta
I be on money,
2 milly 4 milly no I need more money
I get that "see a bad bitch and be like
how you doing" money
They like how you doing honey oh
The money turned me into a monster
The money turned my noodles
into pasta
The money turned my tuna
into lobster
They want to do me I'mma
do it like a mobster
I put jeweler on his feet
Hundred thou I used to
do that every week
Never sleep its funny how I never speak
You see a foreign in my