Wit Me - Young Jeezy

I’mma ball till I fall, till you haters come get me

Do one for my nigga, drive the Chevy like a Bentley

Speed limit a buck twenty, but he doing two fifty

Top down, money up, what he screaming?

Fuck with me

Fuck with me, fuck with me (let's get this money)

Fuck with me, fuck with me (let's get this money)

You know I used to drive my Chevy like a Bentley

If you talking bout your money my nigga fuck with me

Fuck with a nigga, yeah ain’t shit changed

In something half a ticket, top down, switching lanes

Still living sucker free, you know how I feel about lames

Had to drop a few niggas, y’all ain’t feeling my pain

I see envy in their eyes I see jealousy in their hearts

I ain’t see em when I was hiding 8 balls in the yard

Penitentiary chest, posted up in the trenches

Talking with the tools, yeah the hammers and the wrenches

Got the ground up, when I’m in traffic

Putting on a show, when you done nigga I’m clapping

I mix with water with the yola, arm hammer, made a boulder

You think you’re paid a lot, wait until you hear the motor

Wrap it up, delta dash, Ziploc and Saran that

Got one question for you, nigga where them rubber bands at?

Niggas talking that rich shit, I’m tryna be wealthy

Be around the spinach so that’s why I’m eating healthy

Yeah we eating good, whole foods, no rice boy

32 millimeter, see it no ice boy

I’m living like I’m bullet proof, Makaveli ricochet

Life served me lemons nigga, so I made some lemonade

All because I sold a little raw together, yeah that notebook

Got these motherfuckers acting like they really know you

That was 04, ain’t nothing stay the same

Tunnel vision to the money longer than a train