Intro:
Am
Empty out your pockets, I need all that
Yeah, yeah
G-Money said, "We need all the money, man"
Pennies and all that
With G-Money, if I donʼt care if he got a million in all pennies,
Iʼm gonʼ be countinʼ Abe Lincolns all day
Chorus:
Yeah, yeah, uh
Am
Empty out your pockets, I need all that
F
I get the millions, then I fall back
Am
Niggas chameleons, theyʼll change for some change
F
The days ainʼt the same, niggas switch for the fame
Am
In Louis Vuitton, Iʼm in my bag
F
Get high, then my memory gone, Iʼve been hurtinʼ
Am
I rock like electric guitars, I be raginʼ
F
Countinʼ big knots, look likе yellow pages
Verse:
Am
I run it like a racе
F
Get in the way, brodie got the aim
Am
To blow you away, the next day, you in the newspaper on the front page
F
Prayinʼ for forgiveness ʼcause it happened on a Sunday
Am
Back to the cash, rack after rack
F
So many racks that I sag
Am
I just bought a bike, catch me doinʼ wheelies in the backstreet
Like Iʼm from where Meek Mill be
F
Put the "dead" in dead serious, you try me, then you will bleed
On my wrist, itʼs a ICEE, no, it ainʼt meltinʼ
Turned my closet to a freezer, AP on the shelf (Gleam)
Everybody doubted me, they ainʼt give me no help (Please)
So all this money in my pocket, Iʼma spend it by myself (Self)
I bet you never felt this pain I felt
When mom ainʼt had no money and them bills brought hell
Thatʼs when G-Money hit my cell
Next day, wouldʼve fucked up and ended up in a cell
Bridge:
Uh, oh, hell (Fucked up and ended up in a cell)
Ended up in a cell (In a cell)
Oh, hell (Oh-oh)
Chorus:
Yeah, yeah, uh (Ended up in a cell)
Empty out your pockets, I need all that
I get the millions, then I fall back
Niggas chameleons, theyʼll change for some change
The days ainʼt the same, niggas switch for the fame
In Louis Vuitton, Iʼm in my bag
Get high, then my memory gone, Iʼve been hurtinʼ
I rock like electric guitars, I be raginʼ
Countinʼ big knots, look like yellow pages
