Documentary (feat. Bigga Rankin)

They say life is a gift

And freedom is a privilege

If you abuse any of 'em

Your journey can be very complicated

Young ****

Talk to 'em, Lucci

Uh, what you heard, ****?

Nah, fuck what you heard

I keep two lil goonies on alert

My bitch got a cool lil .20 in her purse

Yeah, so we were known to air it out first

Told Pop, wait, lemme air 'em out first

They talking 'bout drugs, they ain't never had work

Lord preach to 'em, real **** turn, yeah

See, I was on the way

Started from the bottom, now I'm straight

Bout to cop an Audemars Piguet

Yesterday, I flew to Saint Tropez

Met a plug yesterday

You know the whole crew ate

E'rywhere we go, we eat steak

I got my brother with me each and every day

Most of the women prolly tryna to be the case

And if you don't know the other one licensed with a K

Yeah

No, we ridin' K everyday

Ran on the money, had to put it in a safe

I swear I had to chose, Mulsanne or the Wraith

Four-four-two, you don't wanna race

I don't know why she act different

But when a **** gone, she gon' miss me

All the muthafuckin shoes, all that Tiffany

All them tattoos, all them piercings

Mama be stressing, be patient, they coming

Told you your boy would gon' make it, you know it

We go to war with whoever, whoever

I stack that money forever, forever

We put that money together, got extra

Pour out that pint, man, we ain't ever gonna measure

A whole lot of types, I ain't never gonna settle

I ain't never gonna settle

Hey, yeah, yeah

No

You know, I used to risk my life for this shit

Yeah

You know, you know we really got stripes for this shit, hey

You know, hey

This is no facade

I don't want no bodyguard

I need me a Nicki Minaj, yeah

I need me like, two freaky broads, yeah

I'm on Broadway

Fucked up, how they did Mitch in that hallway

I fucked up, gotta get rich in that hallway

I swear I really got rich in the hallway

Yeah, my mother lost her sister

Her mother lost her daughter

Yeah, my mother lost her mother

Then my grandma lost her mother

Then I fucked around, lost my cousin

Never thought I'd never see Muffin

Never thought from the start, I'd get busted

Shit, fucked up a whole bunch of money, yeah

Lord save me, save me

Power like a mason, mason

Dream come true, gotta chase, chase

If you love something, embrace-brace

The bond we share, can't break it

I'ma give you my heart, don't break it

Me and you, girl, that's amazing

If you ever leave, I be waitin'

Hey-ay

Come back to me, girl

I wanna take you and show you off, girl

I wanna take you and travel the world

I wanna dip you in diamonds and pearls

Yeah

Hope I made some

Gotta make some

The way we were raised, thought we might take some

You know a **** love gettin' paper

It's a real **** celebration

Yeah

Hey

See, we unstoppable

You know

We done been through so much, **** you can't stop us, you know

Hey, yeah, hey, hey

True story

This is my story

Long Live Nut forever

Oh, whoa, yeah, yeah

This is my story

True story

Eh, aye yeah, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hope we make some

I gotta make some

The way we were raised, thought we might take some, hey

Hey I don't want a little man, yeah

This a real **** celebration

Gotta give lil honey one later

Gotta move farther than later

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye, yeah