It's that Silicon Valley I got that sun vision, nigga you ain't know Got damn, I got album of the year, Three packs in, imagine how these wack feel I've been killin' all year Bill, me and them white names got somethin' in common Bills, I got 'em, I've been at rich houses, I've to rich hills The homie got that Tommy, that's somethin' that he'll feel Look though, been really off the hook My fam straight, my homies got money on their books Lately my bitch trippin' on me I'm like I'm in the studio, let me cook though RJ killin' shit, my homies is shit But I'm convince 'em to be on some drug dealin' shit I can't blame 'em cause their mamas, they don't give a So I fronted them some work, 'em they can get rich Get rich, get rich, get Mama I finally get it, hustle hard get rich Lately, I've on some solo shit Cortez, long socks, I've been on my shit you keep trippin', I'ma let bygones be bygones Walk up in the with high nines, I'm like Hi mom But I'm back on my nigga shit Like what, she fuckin' and suckin', she with the shit, flip this bitch Let's flip a pound, it out of town, then bust it down And no for the hoes that wasn't fuckin', but fuck it now it down, bust it down, bust it down You can three thousand and five hundred dollars if you bust it down Send me the plan, figure how to execute My management like hold up YG, I'm like, I waitin' on you that two thousand and fifteen flow Kill yourself if you ain't dough Hold up, winning, keep winning, keep winning You gotta it to existence, nigga, keep winning They said Dre a billion I'm like, shit, I can do it if he did it on whatshisname's babymama Her pussy loose, her broke down, she ain't got no ceilings was like, YG you shouldn't go there I said, Bitch, I I'm Silkk the Shocker, I got no limits Fuck these niggas, they ain't livin' what they talkin' Even with a dollars I'll still spark it out Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas, fuck these They wasn't shootin' with me in the gym so these niggas I'm Ruff Rydin', my dogs at? Where them niggas that them bitches on their paws at? Nigga two and fifteen On the porch sellin' twenty sacks for fifteen, nigga