Money Power Respect

Look you ain't gotta like it you gone respect me though

And this keep chasing shit like Nike who gonna check me though for real

I was the one that made it cool to go to school

I left my block put down my tool but you know I still act a fool

I hit my dogs and they gone slide out like a runner

Tryna steal base I'm 5 9 feel 6'8

I drown my pain in this bottle from shit I been through

I smile through the lows my head high when we spin through

Like how the fuck I'mma tell my son I ain't try

I'm giving the game my all so you know we gotta ball

I tell his sisters that I love 'em to death

I go to hell of jail about it 'for I see em with less