They say money ain't gon' bring you happiness
My mama sad cuz she can't pay the bills though
I done tried to tell my youngins it's a way to numb the pain
But they still popping pills though
In my city they know R Dash, they be like "look there go R-Mean"
Mr. pulling up in something different every time
You see him and they all clean
Brighter future dawg I got a shooter
Always in position like it's kama sutra
All the clowns that used to ride with me
Now working 9 to 5's or driving Uber
Driving Lyft
I'm the chosen one I got a gift
When you know you different and you believe in yourself
Watch how it start to shift
Mind is racing
Feel anxiety and palpitations
Fuck society, I battle satan
He keep trying me and I ain't lying
I ain't running but I'm running outta patience
We the flyest
Read the room, I ain't reading comments
All these Hoes tryna smash the crew like they trade D's no Eastsidaz
I know the jewelers u rappers is using
Cubic Z's in their hollow chains (they hollow!)
I know the rappers you act like you cool with
Flow sounding like you borrowed Wayne's
Getting rich or we die trying, I done told you this shit not a Game
Born broke I'ma die a legend, when I go make sure to
Play this at my funeral (play it loud!)
Play this at my funeral (turn up!)
Play this at my funeral
I been grinding all my life so
If I die tonight make sure to
Play this at my funeral
Fuck the opps play this at they funeral
Lotta guap get that on the usual
Dirty gang yeah you know what we do it for
We was outside you was home playing UVO
She let me hit it and I never knew the hoe
Trappin' auditioning dimes like I'm rubio
Rappin' but you know I stay with the shooters though
Packin' all blue hundreds it's looking beautiful
I'm in the spot with a groupie hoe
And she suck dick but she won't get no newer clothes
I went and got me a newer pole
Cause I don't fuck with niggas if the truth be told
You know my niggas making the profits
They run it up every time they be on the road
And we be moving so cautious
Brody got knocked they was offering 2 to 4
Diamonds on me make them nauseous
Sippin' on Wok gotta pour like a 2 to 4
I'm surrounded by some bosses
They ain't 100 just watch how they crew will fold
And they call me hood fave but you knew it though
On the block and we ready for action
Hit a juk try to get it the fastest
I'm a take it before I start asking
Louis on me I treat it like trash shit
Cause I want money don't care about this fashion
He got money well nigga what happened
Prices went up and that boy got to cappin'
I'm with my brother Sean stackin'
We split it up and you can't get a fraction
Bust down the wrist and it's splashin'
You try to touch it the Dirty's attack 'em
Play this at my funeral (play it loud!)
Play this at my funeral (turn up!)
Play this at my funeral
I been grinding all my life so
If I die tonight make sure to
Play this at my funeral