When I'm alone in the trap, I think over the stove
I can picture me rich, remember when I was broke
All my daddy ever needed was a Pyrex and fork
He turned that dope into money 'cause he was tired of being broke
There I was, thinking 'bout the sh** I did
When I was down bad broke and couldn’t afford me a fit
Got some young n***as chewing on them bricks full of gold
Getting tired of the south, I need a spot on the north
Them backwoods full of loud, keep my mind on the track
You can'’t find another n***a, girl you know in the best
Tired of f**in' with these hoes 'cause they trifling as sh**
I'm a thug, I need love, let me find me a b**h
Girl it feels so good to be in love like this
All I needed was a fork to make a wonderful dish
Man I try so hard, but I just can't stop
Getting money, now I gotta get a whole new spot
Its ten five but f** n***as they pay seventeen five
The conversation ain't 'bout money, f** what you talkin' 'bout
I done did it all, now I'm on my way to the top
When I get rich, gotta go and get my dogs off the block
I ain't after the fame, b**h I'm after them bands
Can't wait 'til I can fit a whole hundred grand in my pants
Locked up, all a n***a bought was cookies and soup
He ain't really in the streets, he ain't making no moves
It don’t stop f** n***a and it just don't quit
Jit don't size me like a p**y, I'll take your sh**
Can't trust no n***a, can't love no b**h
If I want it I'ma buy it, I ain't asking for sh**
Gotta find me a girl out here just like me
Who love getting money, running up checks like me
Pretty girls like to run, but they just can't hide
I'm so in love with the money, girl I just can't lie
I need more
Damn (damn), damn, damn damn
I need more
Ain’t got no love for no b**h, ain’t got no love for no ho
I need more
Sometimes I get in my feelings, I be thinking 'bout dope
I be all in the kitchen, standing over the stove
I got my bible on the side, tryna read me a scripture
I got some automatic pistols for these ho a** n***as
I’m on the road running baby, tryna get to that cake
I be running like a foreign, b**h I'm out on a race
I got n***as on the road tryna get to that cake
I got some n***as up the road put a pistol in your face
You acting hard but you know that you ain't 'bout that sh**
I got some n***as in the streets tryna get out that sh**
Used to post up in them bricks, plotting hard on a lick
We'll tie your mama up if you play with them bricks
It ain't no love in these streets, we ain't got nothing but slugs
You got fed with a silver spoon, we got this sh** out the mud
Ain't no love in these streets, we ain't got no heart
You better play your role, you better play your part
I’m Giuseppe steppin', pockets on pressure, d** anorexic
Stack the tall racks and b**h I don't wrestle, jit I'ma stretcher
Buddy running to the corner for some d** in the D
She cut that n***a off and brought that p**y ho to a G
I need more
Damn (damn), damn, damn damn
I need more
Ain’t got no love for no b**h, ain’t got no love for no ho
I need more
n***as claim they in the streets but be switchin' the code
I need more