This is a song about "Million dollar niggas"

We self-made but never is an i on the team

C.r.e.a.m over niggas! get the dollar machine!

Making dollar bills out of music

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

They don't care for you, they want a quick dollar,

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Get million-dollar bonuses from paying 'em minimum wage,

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Spend so much mula, checks in the million

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here