Ay, ay
It's exactly who you thought it was
New whips, bet you paid good money for those
New bitch, bet you spend good money on hoes
New crib, who this, good money fa' sho
New shit, new shit, good money fa' sho
Who me? I'm good money fa' sho
Hood money good money but that money been slow
When the plaques come in, where that money gon' go
New shit, new shit, good money fa' sho
I never switched my position for more listens
A true triple threat never forced to lift his own pivot
I could shoot, dribble, dish it
I was raised to step out my corner swinging
Too many idols been idle
Black twitter review your title
Now you cancelled like Doja kitten
If those your people you fight for 'em
Sign the dotted line on all of the right forms
We did more with an 4 tracks than you ever did with 9 songs
So we might set your whole shit on fire to keep the tribe warm
Pandemic or not
Ain't no handshaking with ops
You could prolly stand on my block get stripped naked to your socks
Don't be standing in one spot
Only 6 feet to reach ya
They social distance black folk
6 Feet beneath ya
COVID got us hopeless
Trying to reach through the speakers
How I'm supposed to be man of the people
When the mayor wont shake hands with the people
But he fund squad cars that done ran through the people
I know y'all seen that video posted
How we supposed to watch that
Then write a damn proposal
The culture in need of more than a bandaid
Plant some seeds in the garden from which your hands take
My bank account could never be firm if my stance ain't
I'm good money
New whips, bet you paid good money for those
New bitch, bet you spend good money on hoes
New crib, who this, good money fa' sho
New shit, new shit, good money fa' sho
Who me? I'm good money fa' sho
Hood money good money but that money been slow
When the plaques come in, where that money gon' go
New shit, new shit, good money fa' sho
Too many spoon-fed gangsters all over my city
Too many pussies playing dress up
Any cop a target from the neck up
Breonna Taylor bless up
I'ma swing for the fences for you even if I ain't the best up
Too much talk around here
Not enough defunding crosshairs
You mix our DNA with theirs
You get cross hairs
Never been too gangsta to pay my bills
Never been too gangsta to claim my girl
Never been too gangsta to take this L
But I'm way too fucking gangsta to let piggies run the world
I got battalions of stallions
We putting hooves to your money
New neighbors don't trust me
Last month the real ones put they stim checks
In my gofundme
Shit is funny
Half my niggas can't commit to truth
They just skip labor and enjoy the fruit
But I accept 'em all
Ain't no hate off the wake up
We fed hundreds of families
Ain't even get a shape up
The ugliest moments
Show what the beauty's really made of
I paid dues way before my rent was ever paid up, like
If you got a lot, I expect to see a lot
'Cause it's a whole bunch of people out here
With nothing, doing plenty
So what's your excuse
(That's it we all good)