[ Featuring Harry Fraud, Steven Young ]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Yeah
Born as kings, nigga
Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha
Die as kings, nigga (oh yeah)
I got with fraud, ain't nothin' fraudulent
Still hit the bar, get bent (nothin')
He produced it, I'm just talkin' shit
I had a dream, we all got rich (uh)
Not a hatin' bone in my body, Gotti, I order hits (boom)
Had to take a trip to the islands, find out my origin (ah)
We just tryna ball like a tournament, shine like an ornaments (shine)
I'm eatin' Cuban food in Miami, link with my Florida bitch (uh)
Healthy, we just tryna be wealthy, that mean you more than rich (more)
You gangsta? Catch a body in public, that way we all convinced (shoot that nigga)
If you solid, you ain't gotta speak on it, it's in your actions (uh)
With money came division, shit broke us down to a fraction (shit broke us down)
This life don't compare to me and my daughter out relaxin'
At least he pulled up with some baggies, I'm stressin' out tryna match 'em (woo)
Some shit never change, like you had a million-dollar bill (never)
Steel sharpens steel, spirits got around me, and I caught the chills, for real
Before we bagged it up, we let the fan dry it
My youngins really tryna get it back in blood, they vampires (ha)
Me and my circle a bunch of sticks, this shit a campfire (boom, boom)
You disrespect 'til niggas can't find you, buried with ants by you
Under dirt, that paper made him lazy, he ain't wanna work
At close range, blood on his tee, put on another shirt
Nobody saw it
Life ain't what it seems (uh)
From the dirt but a nigga's still clean (clean)
Hot and fresh on the scene
I be doin' shit that niggas never seen (never)
I be gettin' bitches that niggas only dream (only)
I just want the money, peaches and the cream (uh)
I just want the money, ball with my team (I just want the money)
We just some niggas that came from the concrete
Gotta have a dollar and a dream and believe
Dollar, peace to the gods, peace to the earths (peace)
Let's run the universe, everything I been through in a verse
Before my hearse, I want Ferrari horses (vroom)
Cavalli hoodies or the lobster for us
The dope was raw, that mean they gotta call us (call)
Meyer Lansky, hide the dope in the rice in the pantry (uh)
Len bias coke, drop dead right on the campus (right there)
Plug gave me my own work, now I can stamp it (stamp)
Dust made 'em get naked, they started dancin' (uh)
Harlem shakin' in the lobby like a Diddy vid (woo)
I ain't gotta fantasize, I talk 'bout shit we really did (we did it)
The courts can't charge him as an adult, because he still a kid (youngin')
Niggas rather burn it 'fore they build a bridge
I'm low, but I be in the mix (I'm in it)
Scramblin', niggas lost their life due to gamblin'
That weed on the campus in Louisiana, gramblin' (uh)
Really wildin', talking bout them cells we was in and out of
Now the kicks a thousands, still get my lobster from city island (you know it, nigga)
Life ain't what it seems (nah)
From the dirt but a niggas still clean (I'm from the dirt)
Hot and fresh on the scene (uh)
I be doin' shit that niggas never seen (Hoffa)
I be gettin' bitches that niggas only dream (Hoffa)
I just want the money, peaches and the cream (that all)
I just want the money (the money), ball with my team (baller)
We just some niggas that came from the concrete (concrete, nigga)
Gotta have a dollar and a dream and believe
From the concrete, nigga
Hoffa
