40 Acres 40 ounces
Stack that cash like a mountain
Own my masters, f*ck these rappers
They live in 11 chapters
My self image ain't a shop
I don't ever talk with op
F*ck feelings gimmie bank runs
Mother f*ck everybody else
I'm a shogun with some gundams
I don't need no help
Red Ferrari I'm in outrun
Testarossa with a louie belt
Ain't no top gun
Passport vagabond
You niggas rap for fun
Count digits till we on
Feeling like I'm by the poolside
Just you and I rolling through the night
Withdrawal from my allowance
Cherry wine with my accountant
I spent too much time on the foolish
I doubted myself now the money
Remaking a fountain
No sir, No fur
Cotton-swabbed on the boulevard
Getting followed by the most finer broads
And a sign of sobs I declined the call
She a city woman
I'm suburban with it
Can't take this any further with her
I'm nomadic with the romance
Coincidentally feel restrained
Phone flash I see names
Feet up I don't even tan
But the son of god wears reflective lenses
Had to raise the bar just to lift the benches
Feeling like I'm by the poolside
Just you and I rolling through the night
Shout my nigga gorgeous you feel me
I'm gorgeous too