[Verse 1:]

All that platinum shit, it looks like silver to me

And payin' a thousand times the price ain't appealin' to me

I'll spend my money in the streets so my whole gang got choppaz

And droptop old school triple gold trunk knockers

Pit bulls in the passenger seat, heat beneath the dash

Bendin' corners passin' the weed, who'll be the "g" to last

The one that took his feddy and fled, leavin' his homiez stuck

Or that who took his feddy and said, homiez we comin' up

Cause they the ones that had your back, when you was broke

So don't forget about that 'cause money stacks come and go

Or wind up solo on the under wonderin' who can you trust?

Cause your greediness took away the one thing that counts... love



[Chorus:]

Let me get that million dollars with my whole gang

Then watch us rise up out the gutters with legit slangz

Doin' thangs that we wanna, whenever we feel

Hit the block put in work or catch a flight to Brazil

Let me get that million dollars with my whole gang

Then watch us rise up out the gutters with legit slangz

Got a gang of baby mommaz, but do who we wanna

Fuckin' every bitch from hoodrats to Alyssa Milano



[Verse 2:]

Remember where you started at, never forget it

And whoever helped you get that scratch, you better split it

Share the wealth and the life you're livin', with those who've given

Take care of homeboys in prison, stay family driven

So come up and switch up, ya'll get that scrill and feel invincible

Lose touch with the streets and forget original principles

And the laws and the rules of the game you feel that you're above it

Thinkin' money got you covered 'til the day you discover

That the ones that backed your name

And struggled shoulder to shoulder with cha, no longer remain,

Their love and loyalty you burnt that bridge up

Now you're all alone, no one's to call to help you to your feet

Realizin' your dishonor over paper got you beat



[Chorus:]

Let me get that million dollars with my whole gang

Then watch us rise up out the gutters with legit slangz

Doin' thangs that we wanna, whenever we feel

Hit the block put in work or catch a flight to Brazil

Let me get that million dollars with my whole gang

Then watch us rise up out the gutters with legit slangz

Got a gang of baby mommaz, but do who we wanna

Fuckin' every bitch from hoodrats to Alyssa Milano



[Verse 3: B-Dawg & Lil' Los]