For fifteen years, finally wins and you toot your horn all the way through town
Why? Glory, that´s why, glory
We all know little glories, we´re just not good at big glories

Yeah

Way I´m doin´ this shit seem effortless
Say I move like I´m workin´ with Mexicans (Yeah)
And I look at the dirt, seen a rose grow
Ran it up from the dirt, bought a rose gold (Rose gold)
Wherever I go, yeah, the pole go (For real)
Jump back in the field when the shows slow (Mhm)
The money is flyin´, these hoes know
If you don´t know now, you´ll never know (Yeah)

You state and you federal
You gettin´ it in, you goin´ legit (You know)
You start to need discipline, you handle your business, you stackin´ your chips (For real)
I´m writing my goals down, I´m knockin´ ´em all down, I´m scratchin´ the list (That´s facts)

I´m mad that cappin´ exist, ´cause niggas be rappin´ ´bout that when they really this
Bro mad I ain´t poppin´ my shit, but who you know rockin´ like this who come from the trenches?
All the free game I´m kickin´, I´m quick to go turn up my niggas, they do it for bitches
You never had pressure like this, all the deals they be sendin´ is multi-million
I´m glad I was raised by bosses, these niggas lost in the sauce, keep talkin´ ´bout killing
All of the killers I know, they don´t even talk, shit, I´m sayin´ too much right now
"Face, you a rich-ass nigga," but I´ll still sleep in the city, you can ask Young Joc
You know it´s Chanel for the skully, I rock one like regular business, just ask NaNa (Facts)
My son, he can´t even talk, but he hop in the back of the Benz, he wave bye-bye

These niggas be geekin´ for nothin´
Last night, I had a dream about money
Woke up out my sleep thinkin´ the same thing
Fuck it, I´m spendin´ a hundred (Ayy)
Nigga, go put you some cuffs on your main thing
If I´m in your city, she fuckin´
Old-school squad, no buttons
Niggas, they hate me, I love it
My ratchet in public, I´m thuggin´
Still pushin´ P´s like Gunna (Still pushin´)
YSL on like Thug ´nem
Akorn red for my Blood fam
Pick a bag up, put the guns down
Droppin´ bags off with my gun on me
Thick-ass bitch, puttin´ ones on her
Bitch need to listen, make not a sound

Way I´m doin´ this shit seem effortless

Say I move like I´m workin´ with Mexicans (Yeah)
And I look at the dirt, seen a rose grow
Ran it up from the dirt, bought a rose gold (Rose gold)
Wherever I go, yeah, the pole go (For real)
Jump back in the field when the shows slow (Mhm)
The money is flyin´, these hoes know
If you don´t know now, you´ll never know