I got so much I got so much I got so much I got so much Verse 1: Uh Still the same ni**a Still walking all up on your and playing with all my gang members Smelling like money and champagne Part of my campaign I'm f*cking rich my ni**a Some things I can't change Sometimes I swear I be so fly I mean I can't change Sometimes I feel like I got a couple people I can't shame Still rolling weed in a pair of J's Get ashes all in my favorite jeans I ain't mad my ni**a I'm getting paid crib With the maid this all the same shit different day Keep hearing 'bout what these ni**az doing but them ni**az gone and I'm here to stay Chorus: I got me a old one So I probably roll one Soon as you jump in the ride with me Now you getting lifted And you feeling different Soon as you want you can ?????? in your seat I got so much Yea I got so much Yea I got so much Verse 2: Yo I told her leave and die Or she can stay and breath She look and said cam you don't know what to say to me Paparazzi out baby girl no playing please Now point that camera at my pockets cause they saying cheese Put up your life we gambling ?????? ????? we out here scrambling I'm Killa he Wiz but all our checks say Cam'Ron Next chapter next chapter F-f-fatigues and cannons Fresh rapper fresh rapper Right here where I'm standing You play we playing Drive by in a wave cap waiving We 5 that's how we playing We that wave I'm just saying What you saying What I'm saying Money hoes clothes and mayhem Amen please have her on her knees and she ain't praying Chorus: