[Intro] Gangster Gangster [Verse 1] 5 bands fresh up out the cage, no cut walking out the court F--k the judge, we got s--t you could snort I heard you take back everything that you bought If you was not selling s--t, we would’ve fought Yea I got felonies, yea I was selling tree Black told me whip that s--t up with a fork This money coming, what the f--k is you telling me? Now I’m just shopping out Beverly Hills I got pills, tell me what is you selling me? I know you make up with jealousy I’m just chillin where felons be I’m lighting cookies and celery Only wit n----s I know going to hell with me Burn in that fire for all we done done Only keep medical all in my blunt I got some pills and y’all could get one I got some hoes, if I call they gon’ come We up in the mansion, we all from the slums I had a dream I was talking to Pun I told him I just had a talk with his son I told him his father was part of the sum My man just called me, he got caught with a gun Pray to God, ain’t no bodies on it Tried to sell it, ain’t nobody want it See a corner, ain’t nobody on it I can make it mine by the morning Tres, nickels, dimes, and them quarters Gotta check the line for informants You ain’t even signed, you recording Talking to the swine since they caught him When they said that time you was talking Better off residing in a coffin [Hook/Chorus] I just cannot see me calling you b-----s no more I got money to make I was just trapping before I was rapping, my lawyer was working my case “facts” I can not trust all them watches you copping, that chains you got on that look fake I had a talk with your wife in the club and she told me she just want a taste I just cannot see me calling you b-----s no more I got money to make I was just trapping before I was rapping, my lawyer was working my case “facts” I can not trust all them watches you copping, that chains you got on that look fake I had a talk with your wife in the club and she told me she just want a taste [Verse 2] Listen, I been drinking Rose so long, so this year I’ll do nothing but Ace “Ace” When BIG died, Harlem World dropped, I swear I listen to nothing but Ma$e “Murder” They talk behind my back all the time but never say nothing up to my face I jump out the Wraith with the homie These diamonds they jump out the face of the Rollie She texting my phone like she naked and h---y And I ain’t got time, got a plane in the morning I’m high off some s--t, I don’t know what they call it They gave me a number but I never calling it And we make a movie anywhere that we walking Anyway we living the s--t you just talking it Better pay attention who you been talking with I told LV I won’t stop til we all get rich Hopping in something I’m good with my marketing You ain’t got it, you ain’t got it, no bargaining Block the number, guarantee she gon call again Heads always turn around when we walking in Money coming, I could ball like a tournament I ain’t got it, if you need it, I’ll order it This designer s--t, I wasn’t affording it Public housing, where them cameras recording s--t I don’t give a f--k as long as my daughter rich Catch you in the store, have the whole corner lit Early morning in the lobby we loitering I think AI was a Hoya then That’s back when I couldn’t afford the rent Life is a b---h, so enjoy it then Look at my neck you wonder where that water went (?) and I swear I want all of it [Hook/Chorus] I just cannot see me calling you b-----s no more I got money to make “I can’t see it” I was just trapping before I was rapping, my lawyer was working my case “facts” I can not trust all them watches you copping, that chain you got on that look fake “bang, bang” I had a talk with your wife in the club and she told me she just want a taste I just cannot see me calling you b-----s no more I got money to make I was just trapping before I was rapping, my lawyer was working my case “facts” I can not trust all them watches you copping, that chain you got on that look fake I had a talk with your wife in the club and she told me she just want a taste