So I'm fucked up Geeked up Leaning like a tree trunk I just dropped the blunt Doing jumps Off a speed bump I don't keep no girl But they just show up when I need one Baby give me life Like its night at the museum Ay All about my freedom Nigga fuck your ego Tryna move the people Tryna Catch a threesome AY You think we competing our goals is different I told you niggas I could never be happy with millions At least ten figures I need a Billi (a Billi) A Billi (a Billi) A Billi (a Billi) A Billi (really) A Billi (a Billi) A Billi (a Billi) A Billi (a Billi) Really (a Billi) Read a lot of books so my bank account woke Bitch up 24/7 that ain't no joke Imma get money long as grass still grow Cause it's hard be a nigga, it's worst being poor I spend thousands every week Man I gotta make sure my people eat I don't buried soldiers from the 4, ball out for my nights from the 3 You got a milli man I want a Billi man I want trilli man I want some more, I'm buying my hood up I got like 25 streams of income and they on Heavy flow Grew up with homes all in my clothes Shopping at Burlington looking for coats Niggas back then had a whole lot of jokes Fast forward 10 now I'm flipping off boats Wheew, let me slow it down a bit Flip the coins like bit True story my first advance, lot of ones went to strippers Still a west side nigga Even though I rock the turban Bag lady in the back ground, count it up cause I want a Billi (a Billi) A Billi (a Billi) A Billi (a Billi) A Billi (really) A Billi (a Billi) A Billi (a Billi) A Billi (a Billi) Really (a Billi) I feel like a God on this earth lil nigga I can tell you slow up on these perks lil nigga Bad bitch you can't put a big Berk lil nigga Mad rich and that get you murked lil nigga I was in the field with all the junkies and the scammers Gucci had the tote on like I got on my pajamas I put on my chains on and I get ghost on all my bitches I get on that drank and she wanna sip my cup now Ridin with my iffany in my hand got my top down Countin money I'm firing up with a blunt while they block gettin mopped down Ain't got no time to be explaining to bitch night I get up when I get there ain't stopping at no red light Came out the bando with them junkies and zombies Anytime a nigga know to go to that church its a Monday Heard about a murder no we don't know nothin I be posted up with them demons where you find me at? Hold up