[Intro]
If you ever thought I was going broke
You thought wrong, my nigga
If you ever think I was falling off
Fuck you then[Chorus]
Don't let that money fool ya, boy, ain't shit changed
We in Miami on Biscayne
Forty-thousand for the big face
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
I've been doing this shit since sixth grade
Teachers told me I would never make
No money off these words, now I'm not worried 'bout nobody
Told that same teacher,
