My life of luxury, among fame and women
Arriving from the sold-out show, wrapped in cash
It feels nice when I get to my turf
I step off the jet, hop in the Lambo like a president
And I swing by the L, greet my boss
My mother scared that one day I won't come back
I know that the money doesn't heal the wound
Mario carries it in the bag
Toro closing the deals
And Walks chasing the checks
I move in an armored truck
Heavily tinted, people stare at us
Don't mess with my people
Eddie carries heat that goes against currents
Drugs that knock your teeth out
And I don't want to drop the old man's code
Because this lights up in the heat
That more zeros came in, that he doesn't ask me
And that he only invests it
That the account goes up, the company rises, I'm the head
Your ass moving on my yacht
I wrap your neck in diamonds
So that the deal gets sealed
Because there are new businesses
And I don't want to drop the old man's code
Because this lights up in the heat
And I don't want to drop the old man's code
Because this lights up in the heat