When you get a lil` paper, get ready for haters
They standin` in line, they all suffer from vapors
I got me a ghost, I took off the tint
Bitch look at my face, I`m a grown ass man
I`m buying real estate and I`m buildin` my plans
Can`t name a realer place, goin` gram for gram
And all the killas hate, know who the f**k I am
Look in a ni**a face, watch me count my grams
My dog my trigga mate, and we bout them games
I`m talking trigga plate never safe for lames
Just beat another charge, made `em drop that case
My lawyers goin hard, a ni**a versus the state
Just bought another car, had to drop that top
For 200 dollars, she`ll suck that c**k
Cause when you seen with me I`mma up that stock
I got that green with me, Gucci got those blocks
And then the cheese drippin, I like my nachos hot
As far as green ni**as, yeah you might get got
Breaking down my key, trying to see me the most
Greenhouse on the couch, ni**a see ? toast
Ni**as makin` the threats, you could put `em on Twitter
But out of respect I handle mine like a killer
I`m runnin` the city like a pair of new J`s
Maybe the ? in the luggage, I got these hoes in a daze
Pan America raised, sippin Cir`c lemonade
Baby drop me a eighth and baby boy straignt
In the back of the ghost, I can`t hear no whispers
In the back of your mind you wanna be that ni**a