Young money, we the hardest team
Forever winning bitch, we on our Charlie Sheen
Make that ass jump, girl do your damn thing
We bout that life, and them niggas aint bout a damn thing
Okay, they say time is money, and most say life is short,
So I chase my dollar signs and let that bullshit walk,
You in that bullshit? You might as well walk,
I'm in the air first class, pound key, cant talk, sorry
Look in my eyes and you gonna see its a real nigga,
No deck of cards nigga, I dont deal with ya,
I talk to the ghost of James Brown,
It was a mans world then and its a mans world now,
If you a fake nigga before, then you a fake nigga now,
Nothing change, same song, same lyrics, same sound,
Same shit different day, new problems every day,
That revolver got that bang, that automaty just spray,
F-ck games I dont play, unless its NBA 2K
Or that Madden, i aint laughin, you reach for that cash then you next to pay
Thats just Jae, Jae don't think, Jae just go ham,
Before you could blink, you go get a drink,
She wink, next thing I know shes bent over my sink,
Millz
Its Lil Tuenchi
I aint on shit, I was born Wayne, wish I was born rich,
Millz what it do, where them New York bitches,
If these walls could talk, I hope they talk business,
And I got my money right, and sense my money right,
I can get some kidnappers to go kidnap your son and wife,
I dont pack a gun or knife, I pack a checkbook,
And I just point god, Russel Westbrook,
On the real nigga, the clips got curves, thats sex appeal nigga,
I'm extra ill, you pay the medical bill nigga,
We masked up like there was a chemical spill nigga,
F-ck with me e y e be damn if you will nigga,
When we rolling we pop you like an extra pill nigga,
Shoot to kill nigga, the truth will kill niggas,
One time for harlem, two for Millz nigga, Tunechi