Just another day in these filthy sweet Atlanta streetsBack on a greenback huntone for the money and two for the lootYou want to run with bulls, best tie your shoeI make all your dreams and nightmares come trueI’ve got all that I want, now I’ve got youNow get back on your feet like giraffe, elephant, a kangarooCan’t come through with these promiseLess you cool, less you know the who’s who, haYou’re in my world now, I make the rulesI say who lives, I say who die, I push the buttonI save the kids, delete the crewCall me John Q, call me OluBitches have arrivedDeal another high, sexin’ in the skyMake whoopie, make way for the motherfuckin’ guyAlrightWell, alrightSee, I go loco for my freedomIt’s the only thing that’s real these daysNo fear, no shame, matter fact let’s get this straightThat ain’t no rapper (noo)See triumph come from dyin’Some enjoy come from cryin’Sometime healing come from killin’Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, die forRich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, never foldRich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, die forRich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, never foldYeah I’m upYou pussies thought that I was down, no, no, noYeah I’m upI gotta gotta, I gotta gotta, I gotta gottaGotta say that I’m upAh-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laSaid I’m up (la-la-la-la-la, yeah)Okay, roll the dice, baby need a new pair of shoesFamous overnightNigga these people don’t care ’bout youCame up in the jungleGotta get my partners out the zooWhat’s the price of love?Can’t talk about that, my taxes due, hahaRoll the dice, baby need a new pair of shoesFamous overnightNigga these people don’t care ’bout youCame up in the jungleGotta get my partners out the zooWhat’s the price of love?Okay look, paid dues, no more fake newsI’ma do everything that they said that I can’t doMiss me with that artificialBaby I ain’t fooled by the filters or the anglesYou don’t know yourself, when you come into some wealthYou the type to let it change youAll I’m sayin’, make money don’t let money make youOkay, motherfucker let her talk about all he ever wanted like it ever matterWhen the house come back it collect the debtOh I bet you thought you were educatedBet you thought that you escaped the messAn’ lyin’ to yourself, you the greatest actorRound of applause, round of applauseGemini, two-faced, Cancer, got clawsLife is a cartoon I did not drawI’m takin’ hiatus, wettin’ they palmMy whip had a certain je ne sais quoiPull up on your bitch like, « Excuse my French »Fuck what you thoughtVoulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Ce soir, take no days offAin’t no problem that I can’t solve, what you made of, huh?But yeah I’m up (yeah, yeah)You pussies thought that I was down, no, no, no (yeah, yeah)Yeah I’m upI gotta gotta, I gotta gotta, I gotta gottaGotta say that I’m upAh-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laSaid I’m up (yeah)