we get ghost you already know what it is money stuffed in my bag maybach shit cameras in the ceiling cline on my arm bright lights and dark corners as night embark on us refugees runnin wild wyclef with a sig sauer nothin to lose i was starvin from the start now the same cat drivin jaguars open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper the club that i m a member they ll be gone by november keys to the city got killers who slither with me lamborghini middle of the ghetto smoke a fat fifty billionaire bid wrists on chill standin in the field of dreams tryna see a hundred mil these boys goin blind they just happy bein free in a world of so many i just wanted me a ki sheesh i just wanted me a piece slice of cheesecake before my niggas all deceased these boys snort lines i m fine just sippin wine amsterdam in the air tomorrow on my mind i m berry gordy to the streets with a kilo so that boy had been a beast i wanna be there when each one of my kids born royal blood hundred acres each to live on real nigga to the day that i m deceased even then i pray i m livin through these beats dope boy you can tell by my sneaks burnin amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf born in the bricks with the short end of the stick always runnin late quick to show up with your bitch the hublot s cool but my terminator s foolish all stainless steel quick to match it with my tool and red carpet event the marijuana be lit red or blue do you as long as you re gettin rich crack game champagne kilos on the stock exchange rolls royce new ghost that s a nigga pocket change these niggas actin like they want a war when it come to whackin niggas i done won awards nigga you a bitch where yo honda accord i m ridin in some shit only i can afford shouldn t claim the hood til you build a rapport amsterdam state of mind i just gave you a tour i m laughin at the people who label me poor now i piss on europeans you d think it was porn  i m berry gordy to the streets with a kilo so that boy had been a beast i wanna be there when each one of my kids born royal blood hundred acres each to live on real nigga to the day that i m deceased even then i pray i m livin through these beats dope boy you can tell by my sneaks burnin amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf i m speakin on unwritten laws the code of the streets i m not the type of nigga that you bump into at a 7 11 and just pull your pistol on him and do what the fuck you want to do niggas like me you gotta get permission homie and that could take a long time in that time i mma handle my motherfuckin business ugh ugh it s the red light district nigga this amsterdam wherever the fuck i m at it s a no go we green light you bitch niggas rozay4