Clement Lyrics

First you get the money

Then the power

Then you get the respect

Yo have my money in a hour

Or I'm at ya address

Give a fuck about ya big homie

Like he some kinda giant

And big don't mean shit

David knocked off Goliath

With a sling I'm slinging iron

That's addicted to firing

If loving cash against the law

Then I'm committing a crime

They hit me online

Like Bizzy are you busy or nah

They want that package gotta have it

Damn just gimme some time

Just a sec I recollect

Them days they thought I was pussy

Like no way this nigga trapping

But I had to keep pushing

What you need just hit Ali

He gonna send you my booking

Information but we speaking in code

In conversation

I want money nigga fuck an award

Don't nominate me

Could've copped a wheel

But somehow this fashion still dominate me

And the baddest chicks

Ain't giving up nathan if you ain't making

Like a Forbes lister days I was low

I had to fake it

I remember walking through the plaza

Smoking blunts broad day everybody out

We ain't give a fuck

We felt like we ran the shit

A little stack in my pocket

That was big for me then

I just knew I had made it

Couldn't nobody tell me shit

And my re-up day was usually on

Wednesday I'm in and out

And the whole dorm look like a scrimmage

When I touched down

RA knew I was serving out 206

Kept his mouth

On hush so I would hit him on GP

Good looking out

It was just me and some Arabs

Had shit sewed up

Stay consistent with the pack

Them white boys sold dust

Whole line of freaks excited at the club

Cuz I showed up

I was much too young to drink

Still got invited to pour up

Gotta leave with something

Way too fresh to not get no cut

Even bitches with they niggas

Grabbed my arm like wassup

In they face they ain't want no smoke

I stayed strap and so was cuz

Had that ego cuz I was everybody amigo

With the fattest dubs

Had to get right back to rap though

Cuz I had a buzz

Philly nigga out in Middle Tennessee

They showed me love it's all love

And a lot of faith all the risks that we take

If gramps knew my activity

He would've called up them jakes

Supposed to be studying Chemistry

But I was over the plate

My itinerary was stacked

But I never was late

Making plays Tyreek Hill

Turning nothing to gains

If we starved together

We gonna eat together the same

It's Biz