Yah. Big bag got 'em big mad. A nigga gettin' to some money and his bitch bad. Jumpin' out the Rolls truck with the temp tag. I'm gettin' money I don't get mad ugh. Ask a nigga in my hood he go and said it on stand. And when them situations came I came out like a champ. When it was pourin' down rain and I came out of it damp. But now it's champagne showers. when we poppin' the champ' ugh. We dodged all the feds and they traps. Niggas can't be us 'cause they rats. Stand tall point a finger never that. I knew a nigga had it all went to the B ain't get it back. That's why I'm humble as ever and I rumble whatever. Don't chase hoes 'cause they come with this cheddar. I seen my man girl start actin' bougie when he fuck up his cheddar. Before you knew it niggas was fuckin' her better. I knew about it and I. Wanted to tell him I felt funny as ever. But when I told him he went runnin' to tell her damn. Remember I was down bad I'm talkin' under the cellar. Now the Rolls Royces come with umbrellas. For the rain and all the pain that we been through. If you don't feed your wolves they gon' put you on the menu. That's why I be with family and some bulls that I been knew. If money determined loyalty we'd cut you with a Ginsu. Now I go against you facts. Rule number one never count your homie pockets. thinkin' you deserve it. Rule number two never trust a bitch. that'll fuck you for some purses. Rule number three save you some of that money. shit you better stop splurgin'. 'Cause when it's all said and done. and you back at the bottom they gon' treat you like you worthless. Respect the game. Fuck the fame. We millionaires fuck your watch and lil' chain. Niggas disappear as quick as Lil Xan. You feelin' yourself I know you got a lil' lane. Just hold your composure. I seen this shit happen over and over. That couple hundred thousand holdin' you over. That ain't real money. That's bill money buy a Rollie get a wheel money. Catch a case pay a lawyer take a deal money. Now you tapped out and got no appeal money. Callin' home like niggas done did you wrong. But when you had that money you could've put niggas on. And the moment they put cuffs on you your bitch was gone. Student of the game I'm just ahead of my class. I'm that nigga but I never got my head up my ass. You doin' good but I'm ready for bad. And you won't never catch me frontin'. 'cause I'm used to bein' second to last. Respect the game. Rule number one never count your homie pockets. thinkin' you deserve it. Rule number two never trust a bitch. that'll fuck you for some purses. Rule number three save you some of that money. shit you better stop splurgin'. 'Cause when it's all said and done. and you back at the bottom. they gon' treat you like you worthless. Respect the game