Level Joey Trap

[Verse 1]
Look
What
I came with my team or whatever (Team)
I got the green or whatever (I got the green)
I’m with the ice on my watch (Watch)
I got the cream on my bitch
(That’s it right there)
Don’t ever love me a thot
But these niggas not on my level (Trap)
These niggas not on my level
You niggas not on my level
These niggas not on my level
I went to my jeweler and froze on my pencil
You talkin’ whips like I said bro “I never be leavin’ the crib without metal”
I gave your bitch a little special
She droolin’ all over my dick call it mental brain
I need the money foreva’ a nigga don’t care I will never be settle, shame
Yeah, I be all about paper, I’m all about diamonds, I don’t give a fuck ‘bout fame
I feel like I ain’t been best in a minute my nigga, I been out here bussin’ the game
(That’s it right there)
P-p-pop me up a percocet it look like I chew bubblegum
Joey Trap will cause some mad don’t know [?]
Haters tell me to tuck the shit ‘cause they don’t have my money, yuh
I remember stackin’ paper, flippin’ grams, and countin’ ones
I was broke as fuck, ain’t had no food, shit I ain’t eat crumbs
Now I’m eatin’ good, I’m gettin’ more ‘til I get enough