[Intro: Mateo]
It's just damn, like
I don't even know how you explain this shit
It's just a lifestyle
Niggas be getting it twisted and shit
I let 'em know
[Chorus: Mateo]
Step up in the building, y'all gonna know what I'm about
Rocking chains straight outta Italy, literally I'm cashed out
From nothing, I learned to count
These commas come in amounts
I got my mind on the money
Ain't nothing gon' slow me down
I eat the pussy like YaYa, Ya
I'm in this bitch like YaYa, Ya
I call the shots like YaYa
They know my name like YaYa
YaYa, nigga, hay
[Verse 1: Mateo]
Bitch I'm grown, so don't pipe me up
All the Five-O tryna do is write one up
See, it's a hard knock life, we ain't got much luck
We's about to blow before I self-destruct (self-destruct)
No, I don't need that now that I'm old enough
I was born for this shit, that's true enough
It's hard as fuck when you don't know who to trust
That motherfucker wasn't there when I was growing up
I did this
You ain't a man to me, claiming that you're family
Don't call me "son", acting like you ain't abandon me
YaYa had my back, made me everything you couldn't be
YaYa got a strap if you really want to wait and see
Like YaYa, Ya
See, I be flipping bricks
We ain't stoppin til' we filthy rich like YaYa
All of us came up from nothing
People in our face told us we wouldn't amount to nothing
Bitch so bad, I never knew that we'd be fucking
Hittin' up my J, asking "Who the fuck you lovin'?"
Bitch poppin' pussy 'cause a nigga starting stuntin'
With my mind on the money, like I only want one thing
YaYa, Ya!
It's all hereditary, and we ain't never give a fuck
Bitch, I'm never worried
And I'll never start, bitches claim I had no heart
I never really loved, rough time call for rum and measure
Bitches gold digging thinking that I'm made of treasure
She gonna rub my dick for the passion, pain and pleasure
Had to break it down, put the puzzle back together
What the fuck is about to leave, a nigga in need of some cheddar
[Bridge: Mateo]
YaYa got my back
YaYa been the plug
YaYa show no love
YaYa's never been the one
So, don't get it fucked up
YaYa got a gun, that's why all these bitches run
YaYa been the plug
YaYa show no love
YaYa's never been the one (Never been the one)
I don't know why
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
I don't
[Chorus: Mateo]
Step up in this building. y'all gonna know what I'm about
Rocking chain straight outta Italy, literally I'm cashed out
From nothing I learned to count
These commas come in amounts
Got my mind on the money
Ain't nothing gon' slow me down
I eat the pussy like YaYaYa
I'm in this bitch like YaYa, Ya
I call the shots like YaYaYa
They know my name like YaYa
YaYa, nigga, hay
[Verse 2: Mateo]
Me and my niggas onthe verge of making six figures
We comin' hard from talking too much can kill ya
Acting like I'm familia, we ain't family
They wanna see me down, but y'all will never live to see
Damn, that's a world of a tragedy
Sip my pain away, drinking Hennessy
It's like a memory, so reminiscent
Got a girl, looking at each other like we different
Yeah, equivalent, other past struggles
Living in this world is kinda like a jungle (Jungle)
Got the ball, but I never fumble (Fumble)
Made it for my fam and we never gonna rumble, naw (Naw)
[Outro: Mateo, Bertomac]
YaYa's been the plug
YaYa never showed no love
So, don't get it fucked up
That's why (Why), all these bitches run
I eat the pussy like YaYaYa
Ya, haha
Yo, go do it one more time, one more time
I eat the pussy like YaYa, ha
