Ayo History remembers kings, not soldiers (Real shit) When you great, they try to imitate and stand on your shoulders Don't let these niggas fuck you over in showbiz wit' that bro shit All I know is pay me my dough shit (Sock it to my pocket!) Was a juvenile wit' slow motion, no coachin' Plenty times was the culprit, now for shows I fly over oceans (Uh-huh) The coat cost a Bentley coupe car note, the loafers Got LV's on the soles, the flow's high voltage Third-eye focused like a Isaac Pelayo Life a gamble I rode, trip'. 45s, rise in Pesos (Uh-huh) Clothes and hoes, I chose the life Deep in the underworld, drug deals on the flip phone device Gotta be relentless, lately only take my own advice I had to rise, made a couple pies outta that slice (We did) Rose further than man with the vision of the one with sight The one with wisdom or the one with mic? I saw the light I got 100 schemes To feed my hunger for more, I got a lust for luxuries (I do) Way up on the score, of course bucks would fuck with me Wore every face: The good, bad, and the ugly I got 100 schemes (Uh-huh, uh-huh) To feed my hunger for more, I got a lust for luxuries Way up on the score, of course bucks would fuck with me (Of course, nigga) Wore every face: The good, bad, and the ugly Ayo They gonna push a fast car like a NASCAR star Blowin' gas outta the window onto every yard Live fast, count dope cash, and eat caviar My cousins take a blast outta the bag to show 'em it's raw Lockjaw, pay me plenty Benji's when I drop off Turn the thousands in the sock drawer, let me fast forward Now I'm known more for killin' shit wit' no mask on You bums run didn't last long, that shit over wit' (Fuck outta here) Smooth move, the goal legit and get dough from showmanship Now I'm on fire, every burner on the stove is lit Play ya cards right and get smoked for your poker chips (Bow bow) Fully loaded like a cartel drug GOAT with bricks The plug a crooked doctor, writin' oxycodone scripts Loud niggas and quiet dough don't mix (Nah) Better to keep it low and do a doley hoe, I'm a soloist Anti-socialist with the glow, now I'm global lit Didn't get a plate prepared for me, had to go to fish Caught a whale, had a feast, and now it's plenty overage Ain't no moves made without pay, this a brokerage My brain operated the same way, whether broke or rich I got 100 schemes To feed my hunger for more, I got a lust for luxuries (I do) Way up on the score, of course bucks would fuck with me Wore every face: The good, bad, and the ugly I got 100 schemes To feed my hunger for more, I got a lust for luxuries (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Way up on the score, of course bucks would fuck with me Wore every face: The good, bad, and the ugly