Diamonds hang around my neck, the crib is all finished

No love for these bitches I said this year it's all business

It is a shame that a couple of 'em are off limits

No offence to my nigga, it's just the industry is small

We all lust for the same women

You know the ones we saw before we came in it

I know he ain't trippin'

I know I got a couple things that lil' wayne dipped in

Ain't ashamed to admit it, I be the same with it

This shit is all about hits and misses

The ones that you fuck and the ones that you wife up

Don't let them fuck your life up

Half a mill to perform, I can't let them fuck that shit up

Plus I love the way my middle name looks when it's lit up

Jim moore got me dressing like a leading man

A little favour for a friend when I need a hand

Young frank, suits cut right always

Just got a couple warhol's for my hallways

New verses crush the hood like I'm driving into something

Bitches on the kid like I'm iverson of something

Like a sixer, since I sold 680 in my first

Drizzy drake, the only one that got the gift without the curse

Swag!