They don't wanna see you up, laughing to the bank
Rather see you lock down in the chain gang Stack my money tall, yeah, I had to maintain
More money, more problems, watch they all change
Girl, I pull up, won't mean a thing Stack up my chips, no Frito-Lay, yeah
Thought you was my homie, was my brodie, niggas phony
Yeah, girl, I thought you was my one and only, now I'm doley
Yeah, people change, feelin' changed, now I don't give a f*ck
Sippin' on that Heron, tryin', not to get stuck
If you settle for less, this money, you won't get none
Run it up, run it up, till my pockets get stuff, yeah
Run it up, run it up, till my pockets get stuff, yeah
Until my pockets get stuff
They don't wanna see you up, laughing to the bank
Rather see you lock down in the chain gang Stack my money tall, yeah, I had to maintain
More money, more problems, watch they all change
Girl, I pull up, won't mean a thing Stack up my chips, no Frito-Lay, yeah
No Frito-Lay, yeah