I think it's gonna be a hell of a night A hell of a night So we can do whatever you like Hey, hey It took me all day to find some inspiration It just hit me like a ton of bricks, no innovation Problem with the game, nah, it ain't no innovation I see my shit all in your shit, we call that imitation And they say that's flattering, but I ain't flattered at all Matter of fact, y'all need to practice that more See, my man Nate asked me if I gained weight I said, nah, my pockets got fatter, that's all Money was an issue, but now that that's solved I ball, I ball like Kobe in the fall Put trophies on my wall, rather trophies on my mantle Dog, my shows be off the handle, take the proceeds, go to gamble Bet it on black and pray I quadruple my salary If I win, maybe then I can pay Sally Mae Told her I be dealing with some real life shit She be asking when, bitch, when I feel like it Cold world, cold life, cold-blooded I be on my shit and look at all the hoes love it Got 150 bitches in the club staring at me How that feel? Very happy I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here Turn up the 808s for me Back when I was starving, no one made a plate for me Now I do it big and that's my day-to-day story I got to take a shit and make a hater say sorry Bitch, I made this in the crib watching Belly Eating peanut butter jelly, what the fucking niggas tell me? They say I'm taking long, I tell them patience is a virtue I'm going all out and, bitch, I never had a curfew See, when you're spitting so real Suddenly these phony niggas lose their appeal Got them feeling like my niggas when they lose their appeal Then it's back to the cell, back to the hell At times I watch the news and see they talking about diplomacy And they ain't got a clue, my niggas ain't got they diplomacy Rappers show me love, I wonder what it could be I think they scared of me, and they should be Cold world, cold life, cold-blooded I be on my shit and look at all the hoes love it Got 150 bitches in the club staring at me How that feel? Very happy I got what you need, right chip, right chip I got, I got what you need, right chip, right chip I got, I got what you need, right chip, right chip I got, I got what you need, right chip, right chip Okay, we out in here Think it's safe to say we out in here We out in here Think it's safe to say we out in here I think it's gonna be a hell of a night A hell of a night So we can do whatever you like Hey