[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
Yeah, Hey look
Stop looking out that door shawty
Man you see my neighbors all in my business?
What the fuck you take me for?

[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan]
Hey, I spots in they boomin's
All my neighbors, yeah, they nosy
I got Glocks, I got holsters
All my partners know I’m loaded
Some of them spot, they got roaches
Cause they still in the trenches
50 spot when we had roaches
Ho, I don't get offended
All this money I been chasing
All this money I been making
I won't stop, I can't stop
'Til I'm the motherfuckin' greatest
I won't stop, I can't stop
'Til my fuckin' dyin' days
Yeah I made it, yeah I made it, yeah I made it
I made it, I made it

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I made it, you didn't
I told Quan this was written
I made it, went brazy pharmaceutic I need Ritalin
They hate I made it so I sit back featuring these bullets
You can't get it out your head like a fuck hoody
I got bad foreign bitches, they say I like them bullets
I might leave his ass hot like a fuckin' skillet
Then put money on his head like a fuckin' Skully
Fire, my boys love the cars
Hey, my girls love me
Play with me like it's a game of rugby
AK's with me like I'm a fuckin' Russian
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