text: Yeah, yeah-yeah
  Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
  Yeah
  Yeah
  Yeah
  Yeah
  Baby, you are not alone 
  You call my phone, I pick it up
  She p— She pick it up then drop it slow
  Ke— Keep it on the low
  From what I hear she got a man at home
  I go deep, but got tired of waitin
  Got a situation
  Live my double life amazin
  I cant go a day if I dont talk to my baby
  I went to my hood, all my friends think I made it
  I talk to my fam, man, my mama think Im famous
  Yeah , yeah-yeah my mama think Im famous
  Hundred dollar bills in the way 
  Yeah, it feels good to be great 
  Now she gonna do what I say 
  Now she gonna do what I say
  I count my dough, I make it stack
  I spend on her, I make it back
  What you told me, cant take that back
  What I told you, cant take that back
  I cant go a day if I dont talk to my baby
  I went to my hood, all my friends think I made it
  I talk to my fam, man, my mama think Im famous
  Yeah , yeah-yeah my mama think Im famous 
  Rule number one, gotta get all your paper 
  Im in a zone, I cant see none of you lames
  When Im not around, I dont know what she sayin
  Say she single, but she know she really taken
  I dont care though 
  Rule number one , never trust no ho 
  Ride around L.A. in a Range Rove 
  Radio blasting , listening to Dej Loaf, yeah
  Hundred dollar bills in the way 
  Yeah, it feels good to be great 
  Now she gonna do what I say 
  Now she gonna do what I say
  I count my dough, I make it stack
  I spend on her, I make it back
  What you told me, cant take that back
  What I told you, cant take that back
  I dont care though
  I dont care though
  Rule number one, never trust no ho
  Ride around L.A. in a Range Rove
  Radio blastin, listenin to Dej Loaf
  Yeah