uhhhh oh y all motherfuckers done fucked up now man z ro the crooked the mothafuckin moe city don yeah nigga i done hooked up with rap a lot knahimsayin i know y all don t like that but fuck y all though feel me from mansions to hummers resently i want it all like every other nigga that s twenty six i wanna ball that s why i get off my rump and i go and get it so when my pockets lookin low it s time to pay the suburbs but this it i can t see my self at the bottom of the food chain when a nigga hungry and broke i go thru some mood swings lay it down motherfucker i got kids to feed i was on the block when it moved slow all z ro needed was speed do i suffer from greed i gotta get some cash quick cause i look back on my life a nigga ain t never had shit 50 packin get me thru the night want get me but my profit i gotta room but shit y all them j s done kept on chopping on some big o s keepin fiends lit like pillows i eat on the block and sleep on the block then i retreat on my block goin out of town for birds about the piece on my block caught up in the game of chasing dough i m not mama s little boy no mo so next time you see me in public i m on my grind starving i m just tryna get fed so i gotta get up and go get this bread and i m about to be a million about to lose my mind catch me if you can is my vision of me screamin so i chase e m like the law until my jewelry is gleamin 