[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Everywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes
Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes
Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough
Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before

[Verse One]
50 Cent I'm makin hits now
Don't try an act like you ain't heard I'm the shit now
Some bi*ches changed, cause they know I'm fittin to blow
You should see how they react when I come through the door
In the club my nig*az, we fittin to ball out
Drink till we fall out
Some shit jump off, nigga we goin all out
Shots big enough to tear the f*ckin wall out
I'll have your punk a*s on the dance floor tryin to crawl out
I had bad luck, then my luck changed up
You see the Range, you see the rims all blinged up
You ain't hear what I charge for 16, I'm makin a killin
These other rap nig*az just catching feelings

(Chorus)

Haha, yeah
Yeah that's it nigga, what the f*ck you thought
I ain't giving nig*az more than 16 for a motherf*ckin freestyle
The f*ck you want for free man
Ya'll nig*az be wanting a lot for free man
Fuck them other nig*az, other nig*az can't rap
That's why they give you 100 motherf*ckin bars for nothing man
You know what I mean
Fuck that shit man, I ain't gonna sit there rappin to you all night
Haha, the f*ck man
Hey yo, Sha Money XL, nigga teamwork
We work hard nigga
50 Cent