text: Do something to make me feel good 
  Only thing make me feel good is a body 
  I like money 
  But Im not havin materialistic thoughts 
  All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way 
  All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way 
  And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste 
  Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way 
  I was packin pistols every day, check out my status 
  And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats 
  And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you 
  Man, this shit will get nasty 
  Yeah, sticks get to clappin, they dont want no smoke 
  Niggas always callin po-po when I kill they folk 
  And you know they gotta free one of my dawgs on that death row 
  On that death row , yeah
  Yall niggas really dont know what we done been through
  The shit that we done done just to get here, man, you wouldnt knew 
  Uh-uh, gotta keep it low-key in these streets, always packin heat 
  And I know these niggas work with 12, they the police 
  Man, you know that shit get under my skin, hate the police 
  Guess we wasnt raised the same way, he dont know me 
  If you think you tryin the Big Slime, got to show me 
  Hoin them, it aint no ho in me if they didnt know me
  All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way 
  All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way 
  And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste 
  Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way 
  I was packin pistols every day, check out my status 
  And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats 
  And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you 
  Man, this shit will get nasty 
  Ive been robbin niggas, takin shit since back in the day 
  All my life, I been a criminal, and crime does pay 
  When them Hellcats pull up, dont get hit with a stray
  Cause that shit can get nasty, shot in the face 
  Couple niggas wanna try me, but they dont wanna die 
  Cause I dropped money on you like you rained out the sky
  You know I gotta get the last lick, its eye for an eye
  They gon wrap you in plastic
  Watch them niggas reminiscin, tell em, Get off my dick 
  Since you remember so much, dont forget you a bitch 
  I was on my dick, nobody wanted to throw Gucci shit 
  I was young, broke, and ashy 
  All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way 
  All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way 
  And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste 
  Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way 
  I was packin pistols every day, check out my status 
  And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats 
  And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you 
  Man, this shit will get nasty 
  Drum on the sticky , xtendo on the blicky 
  I dont talk on phones cause I know these niggas Mickies 
  All these rappers bitchy, Big 4L, we run the city 
  Savage rockin them VVs, all these diamonds got me nippy 
  He finally got some money, think he tough, now he in a bag
  Swear I need some new opps cause my old opps keep on throwin flags
  Pull up in your hood, blow it down, jump in the car and smash
  Credit good with all the killers, I put bodies on my tab
  Got-got your hood in my blunt , M in the trunk 
  Richard on my wrist when they playin tunk 
  I dont fake pump , bust him like a bump
  We at the bottom of the hill with them choppers in the front 
  All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way 
  All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way 
  And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste 
  Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way 
  I was packin pistols every day, check out my status 
  And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats 
  And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you 
  Man, this shit will get nasty