So I ain't have to scheme
Rawest diamonds on my team (fact)
Raw diamonds on lean (hey)
I took off just like a Rocket (I’m gone)
Olajuwon, Hakeem (fact)
Either way it goes, we buyin’ out the stores (for real)
We ain’t never runnin’ out of lean, (never)
Might as well gon' pour it (pour)
Racks bustin’ out of niggas’ jeans (fuck)
Might as well go and blow it (fact)
Smoke the loud like nicotine (smoke)
Talk d**** and I record it (let's go)
We conversate and I absorb it (I got it)
Theodore, no informant (I got it)
Percocets got me goin' (goin')
OG, coughing up a lung (bet)

Legendary line. Stopped the train to show you respect.

I know money mean everything to ya girl but you gotta have respect!

Underrated future

I just f***ed your b**** in some gucci flip flops

And my hood looking up to me, I love them niggas to death
Even in the afterlife, when ain't a breath of me left

I can’t hear any of them.

Besides the one where he sticks his thumb in her butt.

Iconic

My seats on some reptile... you niggas some reptiles

Every single word on gangland.

Looking at these lyrics and I am like damn. This nigga is the greatest of all time

I JUST PUT MY WHOLE DAMN ARM IN THE FRIDGE

Hasta Ia-la-uego wake up with that Glock, okay though
Stash the dope inside a Winnebago in Decatur
You got your work, you posted up in the hood Bodega
Lil' woadie loading up that yopper before he brush his teeth
Gotta roll a backwood up while he count the cheese
We on the turf, getting active on the backstreet
I'm drinkin' Actavis, the only thing that relax me
I'm on d****, every single day I pop a seal
We talk that lingo 'round here, we try to work a deal
You pull up round here, they serve you here to Dixie Hills

You do what you want when you poppin’

When you get high enough you can dodge raindrops

We been laundry mat all day

We been washin money all day

I heard the police looking for me cuz I got the hood happy

They got blood the money and I still count it

You woke up feelin way better
Way better than the day you did before
You got the whole world in the palm of your hands
You had to let it go
DJ C-Money in this motherfucker, La Familia
Freeband Gang, we global now
Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it
Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me
Hell ya, bout that lifestyle, products on me right now
Had to pay my lawyer off cuz nigga I don't do trial
B****es I don't do trial, you can keep your comments
I be gettin' this money, bout to f***in vomit
30 on my stomach, tell me how bad do you want it?
Prada's what I'm rockin', Alexander got me cocky
All that damn finessin' and I took off like the Jetsons
All that damn stressin' and a nigga start progressin'
Yeah yeah
Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it
Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me
Ain't no sympathy nigga, ain't no sympathy nigga!
You remember me nigga, know you remember me nigga!
I'ma whip up in them foreigns make you envy me nigga
I'm gone whip up in them foreigns make you envy me nigga
I got that sack out the front door and I went skraight through the back
I was f***ed up and starvin', I go stand right in that trap
I'm bout to sell me some yayo, I gotta jug out in Clay Co
I won't wear em no more, if those shoes a day old
See I consist and I am, see I persist and I am
I woke up in that Bugatti, went and bought me three Lambs
That's an Aventador nigga, that cost a hundred a piece
I went so hard in the streets, I'm bout to have me a feast
Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience, Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it
Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me

T Shirt underrated

If we have a conversation gotta f*** today

la dee da dee da

f*** her in the mouth and didnt kiss her

Glass walls in the room, let 'em watch me make love to you
Passion compassion while I keep in touch with you
Pretty as ever, I thank your momma for blessing me
Joking with your father cause you're part of my embassy
Put you as an opponent, make my ex girl mess with me
That Ferrari Spider, girl f*** all your enemy
Giving your p**** away girl is gon' f*** up my legacy
Maybe it's my intuition, could be jealousy

I f***ing love this song