Seen it All

Yeah!
We done seen it all
And done it all
We don't trust these n!ggas
Word, word to my n!gga, P
Brodie's b!tch is back out, rocking these platinum chains
She give it to a thorough n!gga, that's my claim of fame
Chanel body suit, when it rain, diamonds galore
Get chauffeured under the stars
You can forget how you was living before
She keep it P with a player, so she never at me
I'ma get munyun, got my lawyer, hoes can't attack me
Lil' n!ggas run you down with a gun like he in a track meet
Sent through a cleaning crew, they pressing with that iron (Ah)
Look a n!gga in the eyes, see if he gone cross
Cocoa number five b!tch eating up a boss
Keep my b!tch close, but I keep the goons closer
Dom Pérignon bottle, wasted bubbly on the floor
Came up from the block, selling the rawest coke
You might OD off this sh!t, n!gga, ain't never enough
Richie Mil' cost a house, it ain't never enough
Seven hundred bucks on a truck, the seats brazy (Ah)
Me and my brothers, we putting freaks in rotation
Sometimes they move on, they still can't replace
I'll lose a stone and get it replaced the same day
From trapping out my granny house to rapping on the stage
I want it all, I know these streets gone have to feed me
These hoes sit down, I'm letting 'em hit it off the whole key
Got rich in this sh!t, got a clip hold a fifty
You tryna keep up with me, gone be O-V (Ah)
I cook that white girl uncut, you might OD
Drop thirty-six in a Pyrex, stay low-key
Put a n!gga on suicide watch, they try and play me
Spent a million dollars on the watch, chasing a big B
Talking hip-hop, I'm talking 'bout drugs
Live like a shotta, I bring fire to the club
Looking up to mobsters as kids, that was us
Teflon Pluto, I'm not the n!gga you can touch (Ah)
Me and my brothers, we putting freaks in rotation
Sometimes they move on, they still can't replace
I'll lose a stone and get it replaced the same day
From trapping out my granny house to rapping on the stage
I want it all, I know these streets gone have to feed me
These hoes sit down, I'm letting 'em hit it off the whole key
Got rich in this sh!t, got a clip hold a fifty
You tryna keep up with me, gone be O-V (Ah)
Me and my brothers, we putting freaks in rotation
Sometimes they move on, they still can't replace
I'll lose a stone and get it replaced the same day
From trapping out my granny house to rapping on the stage
I want it all, I know these streets gone have to feed me
These hoes sit down, I'm letting 'em hit it off the whole key
Got rich in this sh!t, got a clip hold a fifty
You tryna keep up with me, gone be O-V (Ah)
That's just my opinion, I don't listen to that bullsh!t
You know what I'm saying?
Like some people think that's hot
Some people actually think that sh!t is hot
Like, come on, who you gone listen to, them or P?
Who the veterans? Who the seasoned veterans at this sh!t
That can tell you what's hot and what's not?
You know what I'm saying? That's, there you have it, son
And I ain't on no hater sh!t, I ain't a hater
Do your thing, n!gga, you know what I'm saying?
But personally, this today is not popping, son