[Intro]
Here, come on, I was ready, yup
I was just—
(Ayy, Power)

[Verse]
I do this hustle shit for real, you fresh from off the porch
I'm on a ninety day grind, ain't goin' to no resorts
At twelve, I had my first ten, been done with playin' sports
I'm payin' my lawyers off a course every case I win in court
I found a wave and ran it up and then I passed the torch
He brung a Chase, this fire year, I dropped some glass, of course
He a petty hustler, think he gettin' watched by Task Force
I'm really in the field, what you think I wear this mask for?
Fifty on me, granny askin' what I carry all this cash for?
You gon' either get rich or go to jail, it's either/or
She broke her neck tryna look, I walked in, she feel the aura
Gave twenty to lil' bro, he shop for 'bows in California
I'm gettin' money, the way I ball, you'd think I played at Villanova
I'm flyin' fast, it's twenty 'bows in the stash they pull me over