[Intro: Ransom & Conway the Machine]
Yeah, I gotta talk to y'all man
Aye, dawg, turn that shit up
Who better, who better than us to give you that chaos, man?
Man, these other n***as, ah
I don't know, them other n***as, man
N***as gotta read the room, man, heh
Look

[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
I was up trappin' all night, I got a sleep disorder (I was outside)
Sellin' everything for twenties like a Yeezy order (Hahaha)
This black seed had oils like a Dr. Sebi order (Ha)
My man got a box of Fenty, not the RiRi order (Talk to 'em)
My bitch drippin', Fendi wrist, Fiji water ('Kay)
My blick in my jeans if shit is seemin' awkward (Uh-huh)
The hood been sayin' I'm selfish, yeah, I've seen it brought up
But when I needed them n***as, I ain’t recеive a quarter (Fuck them n***as)
Pеnthouse in Vegas, sixty-first floor
'Bout to go onstage and perform like it's the first tour (I'm still hungry)
This the shit I work for (Huh?) used to get the work raw (Huh?)
The Machine and Ransom together, this gon' hurt more (Woo)
Look, I earned everything I got, no handovers
You ever seen a soul leave a body while you stand over? (Talk)
Ever tie somebody momma up like, "Hand them grams over?" (Ah)
I might post a pic on the Gram (Hahaha) two hundred bands on me like (Look at me, n***a)
[Chorus: Ransom & Conway the Machine]
Why they callin' a n***a selfish? (Huh?)
Champagne on the jet (Yeah) linguini made to be fresh
Duck breast and assorted shell fish (Muah)
I know them haters felt it (Yeah) surprised I ran, dealt it
You gotta live while you can and then die when you can't help it (Ah)
They call a n***a selfish (Why's that?)
But you gotta be selfish if you know what self is (That's a fact)
I played God's cards when his hand dealt it (Yeah)
But I've seen all that hell gets (Yeah)
Gotta live while you can and then die when you can't help it (Talk to 'em)

[Verse 2: Ransom]
No, they not like Ran, I don't tow the line
I'm so refined that those who denied me see no decline
Too slow to grind, now n***as gotta watch me to know the time
Just know that I'm (Me) a step ahead of these n***as who chose to rhyme
I flow sublime (Muah) I wash my money with the loads of crimes
Professional (Yeah) ex-felon, never weighin' the pros and cons
I told my mom before dementia set in I was supposed to shine
She rolled her eyes and said, "I don't see that, son" and then closed the blinds (Ah)
I’m right where I'm supposed to be (Yeah) hopefully
And the ones who really know it's me denied that they ever noticed me (Why?)
Supposedly, I don't agree (Okay)
'Cause not nan one of y'all n***as cold as me
Was taught the game by the older G's and still I got no degrees (Cold)
Damn, no time for bein' biased with respect (Nah)
It'll be the realest of n***as that wear a wire on their chest (Ah)
Put fire to your flesh (Frrr)
Your life is not a movie when you tell on your gang
And just couldn't stay quiet on the set
[Chorus: Ransom]
Why they callin' a n***a selfish?
Champagne on the jet, linguini made to be fresh
Duck breast and assorted shell fish (Muah)
I know them haters felt it (Yeah) surprised I ran, dealt it
You gotta live while you can and then die when you can't help it (Ah)
They call a n***a selfish (Why’s that?)
But you gotta be selfish if you know what self is (That’s a fact)
I played God's cards when his hand dealt it (Yeah)
But I've seen all that hell gets (Yeah)
Gotta live while you can and then die when you can't help it