Play me some Pivot, man. Oh, shit. Motherfucker. So I wrote a whole letter. You niggas just don't give a fuck. Pulled up on some niggas stuntin'. I had to hop out, show him I was really bout that money. Heard he was talkin', he was talkin', he ain't really want it. I'm from a place you wanna problem, niggas get it jumpin'. I make some chronic up with hash up in the joint I'm stuffin'. And jump in my car, jump in my car to the floor I'm gunnin'. And I been shittin' since before I could afford the plumbing. You niggas keep on talkin', classics, I got more that's comin'. Order somethin', uh. Yeah. I rode through my old neighborhood. North Memphis. Evergreen. Hollywood. Walkers and Browns. You know it, let's get it. Pushin' through my city like I'm Diddy. Headband on that dope. With a white girl with me in a two-seater. White girl full of coke. Straight from Memphis 10. Ain't no hater gon' stop me. Juicy J. Been paid, got a pound, I'm in both pockets. I'm high as fuck, can't even see. Lookin' for your baby mama, that bitch with me. Say I'm gon' get her high, she gon' fuck for free. Make she look much better when she on her knees. Put her on the cabbage, I don't do the beverage. Smokin' all the green, rockin' all these carrots. Ridin' around, gettin' high in a bad habit. Make weed disappear, do you believe in magic? Uh-huh. Ride around, get high all day. No worries, man. Try to get some pussy tonight. Nigga. And if a nigga still call my phone, man. Always deal by cash. Real talk. Yep. I ain't chasin' a ho, man. Real talk. I'm on a paper chase. Man, you niggas can do that shit if you want. I got too much money tied up. So. On that note. Ain't gon' never stop makin' money. I know a lot of niggas be like, damn. Nigga, still at it. Told you, niggas. Never. There will always be cash. And hoes. Drugs. Strip clothes ain't gon' never close.