How you doin'? Got a reservation under Giovanni
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent (Yeah)
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent, nigga
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent (Yeah)
I ain't here to party, no, I'm on some get-money shit (Get money)
Tap in with my people, get a strap, then I get the stacks
Let my mans middleman some shit, he up just off the tax
Got so much on my back between and family and crew
So, for you, I ain't got no room (Nah)
Feds sweepin', they ain't got no broom
They hit my mans crib, took some money and work, somebody told 'em where he live
It's a dirty game, it's either rap or the birdie game
'Cause dealin' with weed, these niggas just complain
Askin' what's the strain, they claim that get 'em lower
If that's the case, then why the fuck you have me bring 'em over?
Rather knock out features up in the lab
And celebrate somewhere upscale with the fam' (Toast up)
Rollie plain as fuck, but it cost a hundred grand
If you just started gettin' money, then you wouldn't understand
They wanted me to fall, I had other plans
I be hands-off, I don't touch a gram
They slandered my name and then I grew bigger
Looked up and I'm a motherfuckin' rich nigga
On the phone with directors, goin' over scripts
Told the promoter, "It's just talk until the money's sent"
Invested in myself, that's good money spent
Now mama ain't gotta worry 'bout no fuckin' rent
Was diggin' in my pockets, all I had was lint
My life changed when I bought my first half-zip
'Cause I ain't have shit and I was used to havin' shit
It got tight right before mama and daddy split
Went from a spoiled kid to a drug dealer
I'm at a vacant house, hustlin' with the thug niggas
Stayin' low-key 'cause I done been erased
They want the fame, I seen what comin' when you got a name
Dior cuffs in the winter, me and my son match
Started doin' me, now, damn, where the love at? (Where the love?)
They call you real when you pay the bill
They call you fake when they the weight that's fuckin' up your skrill
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent
I ain't here to party, no, I'm on some get-money shit (Get money)
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent (Yeah)
I ain't here to party, no, I'm on some get-money shit
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent
I'm checkin' into suites for a week, it's your monthly rent, nigga
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