'Cause I need all that, yeah
Empty out your pockets

Empty out your pockets, I need all that
I get the millions, then I fall back
Niggas chameleons, they'll change for some change
The days ain't the same, niggas switch for the fame
Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag
Get high then my memory gone, I been hurtin'
I ride like electric guitars, I be ragin'
Count big knots, look like yellow pages

I run it like a race, get in the way
Brodie got the aim to blow you away
The next day you in the newspaper on thе front page
Prayin' for forgiveness 'causе it happened on a Sunday
Back to the cash, rack after rack, so many racks that I sag
I just bought a bike, catch me
doin' wheelies in the backstreet
Like I'm from where Meek Mill be
Put the dead in dead serious
you try me, then you will bleed
On my wrist it's an icy, no it ain't melting
Turn my closet to a freezer, AP on the shelf (Gleam)
Everybody doubted me, they ain't give me no help (Please)
So all this money in my pocket, I'ma spend it by myself
I bet you never felt this pain I felt
When mom ain't had no money and them bills brought hell
That's when G-Money hit my cell
Next day would've fucked up and ended up in a cell
Oh Hell (Fucked up and ended up in a cell)
Oh Hell (Ended up in a cell; yeah, yeah, uh)

Empty out your pockets, I need all that
I get the millions, then I fall back
Niggas chameleons, they'll change for some change
The days ain't the same, niggas switch for the fame
Louis Vuitton, I'm in my bag
Get high then my memory gone, I been hurtin'
I ride like electric guitars, I be ragin'
Count big knots, look like yellow pages