"Money Power & Respect" lyrics

Before Trump was in the White House
I was in one on my block
I can teach you how to glide
Creep up and catch a opp
Why these fuck niggas
Talking bad about me to a thot
Man are acting like gyal
Remind me of Nia Long, yo
Runnin' through these bands
Boy that's nothin' that I sweat
I know the mac hold 32
Like it's sponsored by Wretch
Arteta on my block
The youngens love me, I'm a vet
You ain't good up on your block
They don't show you no respect
And they ain't touched me
Opps in my sight, I back it out
And show them fuckery
Put me up in Tape with 20 hoes
Them hookers love me
Tell me kill her pussy
Baby I ain't Ted Bundy
How you drill rap and you ain't scored
Them man are clumsy
Yo, I know a nigga that told
But he never took the stand
He was in the station
Gettin' busy with them statements
Playin' sign language
'Cah he talking with his hand
50K in cash
Rip it out the rubber band
I'm fuckin' all the gyal
That look good up in the gram
By 2030 check point 10M's
A lot of man there
Ain't even touched 10 bags