All them late nights

Turned myself into a boss

Bitch I paid the cost

And I'm never taking shorts

I could see the fake

When i look in your eyes

You ain't gonna ride

You ain't really on my side

I know how to move in a room full of Snakes

All about the paper

Get the fuck up out my way

Yea I'm in my lane

I'm jus doing my own thing

I created my own strain

What the fuck you niggas think

I ain't ever slacking

Still got money in the bank

Turned a zip into a wave

Smokey bandits is the name

Stricly Biznis still the gang

Rep that shìt until the grave

Give a fuck about your feelings

If your number is unsaved

What the fuck you think this is

I be really with the shits

I be really going off

Everytime I gotta spit

I got something for the flip

You got nothing you a bitch

Ima keep going in

Until Joe no longer lives

Yea bitch I got it

Turned up and made all that profit

Bitch I took off like a rocket

High like a comet

Joey flow sick like it's vomit

Joey go get all these dollars

You don't want problems with me

They gonna find you with Nemo

I'm on the block with the heat close

I'll never stop cause I need more

Yea I need more

Never with the fake shit you bugging

I was really struggling

Ain't no one give me nothing

Had to go and get it

Popeye for the spinach

When I wasn't winning

They ain't want me to hit it

Now I'm getting figures

And they throwing me the digits

Now I'm living different

I could take you out to Venice

How you say you love me

But you acting like a menace

I don't wanna hear shit

Gotta show me how you feeling

Joey own the building

Boy you just a tenant

I'm really with them villains

We know you pretending

You do shit for an image

I did it cause I'm realer

I be in the jungle with gorillas

Straight chilling

Even as a younging I was always in the Trenches

I kno several shooters

Whose names I won't mention

Hit up your medula

Clip real long like a ruler

I could put you on all this Mula

Yea bitch I got it

Turned up and made all that profit

Bitch I took off like a rocket

High like a comet

Joey flow sick like it's vomit

Joey go get all these dollars

You don't want problems with me

They gonna find you with Nemo

I'm on the block with the heat close

I'll never stop cause I need more

Yea I need more