[Verse 1: Problem]
This rap game to me is like a pot a gold
Especially when it's a fact I just smoked more than I done sold
Never fold, stay in my mold bro it's winning time
A rottweiler couldn't keep me from the finish line
And I'm scared of dogs, but I ain't scared of ya'll
Slick as Armor All living life till the father call
Ya the money tall, but it ain't tall enough
Say you wanted thunder, what's that number, I'll call your bluff
Taking shots blocka blocka had a pill with it
We in Vegas ace of spades playa deal with it
Enemies turn frenimies once the real get it
Don't wanna hit your joint if there ain't kill in it
Wiz a real nigga, on my momma though
It's a problem no Twitter, better follow though
You better follow us, if you follow though
(Money, clothes, grinder full, lot of chronic smoke)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Cus getting rich and being broke's like night and day
That's why I'll probably drink and smoke my life away
Don't worry about what they think or what they might could say
I just wake up in the morning like it's time to get paid
They love you then they hate you that's the price you pay
Got all my haters mad feeling some type of way
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