作词 : William Leonard Roberts II
 作曲 : William Leonard Roberts II
Black Bo you know we miss you
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music
Since everybody wanna speak they mind
Maybach Music
Watchin' Kanye interview feel like I wanna cry
For every innocent brother charged with a homicide
Went from battle raps to now we wearin' M.A.G.A. hats
Dade County bitch mansions up in Tamarac
Never golfin' with the Trumps and I give you my word
Back to comin' out the trunk chargin' 20 a bird
Another seizure so I woke up in intensive care
Pray you treat a poor man like he was a millionaire
Actresses comin' to see me like a movie premiere
**** boys show me love just for keepin' it trill
Dozen lawyers on the team I'd rather keep 'em close
Bill Cosby dead in prison I could see the quotes
Headlines when them white boys get to pay a fine
Never rapin' women keep it on some player time
Facts hate and pray you catch a heart attack
Headshot guess who did it where the warrants at
Black bottoms through the nine into the morning pack
Fifty million up I think I need me more than that
Restaurants I bought me fifty and they do they thing
Now I'm into sports I think I really need a team
I got a room that's on the highest floor
Never switch out on my bitch no amount of dough
'Cause you won't get a receipt that's when you sell your soul
Hungry niggas sit at home watchin' pictures you post
Win lose draw I swear I'd bet it all for you
We could meet up out in Vegas
I'ma pull out the Vacheron
We could meet up out in Vegas nigga
I really needed doc to see me dealin' with these seizures
Junior Seau concussion suicidal every season
Go to hell and that's exactly where I'm going to
Give my people game in this Port of Miami 2
I lost some weight and now designers wanna get to know me
Givenchy poster boy Naomi tryna get up on me
Eggs Benedict a G-Wagen for my tenderoni
Florida Lotto wishes for niggas I get triggered on 'em
Feel the military for artists when they wanna' beef
I'm the Kim Dotcom up in K.O.D
**** 'em on the faucet when they in the office
Doin' time I set a mind for correctional officers
Thurman Thomas every step I take is footwork
2000 on the seats a hunnid G's just for the verse
Go and get it just to give it to the inner city
20 Rolls Royces later that night in River City
Took Manolo Bajas and bring it back to murder row
Murder one you ****ing other niggas murder mo'
Boobie boys ya'll tell me how you heard of Zoes
305 First 48 they favorite episodes
Ssch
So many niggas out here singin' songs
That's why them choppers hear the note and then we sing along
Everybody got a role therefore we got a job
Until we meet up out in Vegas and we got a mob
I got a room that's on the highest floor
Never switch out on my bitch no amount of dough
'Cause you won't get a receipt that's when you sell your soul
Hungry niggas sit at home watchin' pictures you post
Win lose draw I swear I'd bet it all for you
We could meet up out in Vegas
I'ma pull out the Vacheron
Gold triggers still indoors in my Versace robe
Matching underwear Illu****ti got his soul
Phone ringin' Benny Medina yeah it's J-Lo
Hola
Tell her fat boy got her shoe boxes full of pesos
Papi Chulo Port of Miami keep a secret
Silver furs gave you my word now we in arenas
Pyramid you call it faith I say it's destiny
Eatin' with my dawgs we just a different pedigree
Mink coats it's time to drag them niggas to the floor
All my niggas tap my name I gotta feed 'em all
Black Bo he was the realest hate to send him off
The biggest blow I ever felt that's from the biggest boss
Blue Ferrari on the corner cousin think it's Crip
**** a vest, my bros wildin' 'cause it's hit or miss
Came up in the projects watermelon on the porch
Now it's Caymen Island and wonderful nautical thots
In Hawaii Zion got me livin' **** the Coast
For my B-day Dr. Dre gave me another watch
Hundred miles and runnin' I pray it never run it's course
Touch a quarter million my prayers really rubbin' off
Ah I catch my breath and holler Batter's up
I get the money 'cause the stats they never mattered much
M.V.P. I'm from the league where niggas tattle much
Testify on your right hand put 'em in a Camel Clutch
Fell asleep unconscious woke up out in Myrtle Beach
Oh in Vegas with pimps niggas think they rich as me
Maybach Music
Facts I'm well connected in this city life
We all in double M-jumpers out on them chilly nights
Gave me a brick until I asked him
What would twenty like
On body number ten so I rarely give good advice
I was by myself last night
I got a room that's on the highest floor
Never switch out on my bitch no amount of dough
'Cause you won't get a receipt that's when you sell your soul
Hungry niggas sit at home watchin' pictures you post
Win lose draw I swear I'd bet it all for you
We could meet up out in Vegas
I'ma pull out the Vacheron
We could meet up out in Vegas nigga
Win lose draw lalala lalala lalala lalala
Win lose draw I swear I'd bet it all for you
Win lose draw