B‐Boyz
Birdman feat. DJ Khaled Mack Maine Kendrick Lamar & Ace Hood Lyrics

Talk about it, make em talk about it
Let's discuss our success and make others talk about it as well

Life to me is currency, prosperity I got it
To me, life is all about wealth and I have achieved prosperity

And your life to me is lifeless like its livin' on life support
Your life seems meaningless to me, as if it's just barely holding on

I license everything in my wallet, lightest boy with the biggest heart
I legally own everything in my wallet and despite being slim, I have the biggest heart

Nigga play your part or parallel park your ego next to me and violence
You better act accordingly or put your ego aside and face the consequences with me

Next to me is definitely no one, I'm one of one
There's no one quite like me and I'm unique in my own way

And I musta won that from anybody who had it or better yet forgot it
I must have taken it from people who either had it or forgot about it completely

Mack in the back of a 'Lac with a mac in the back of a 'Lac
Mack is riding in the rear seat of a Cadillac with a Mac-10 in the trunk

With a latch on the back of the trunk Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back, till he's off balance
The back of the trunk has a lock that's used to hide the Mac-10, and they will attack someone from behind until they're off balance

And I'm back in the front of the front of the future when you are mentioning talent
I am ahead of the future when it comes to talent and I take pride in it

And I'm in the back in the back of the block with a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance
I'm lurking in the back of the block where cops are trying to seize anyone's money

Iraq on the block G watch for the block or whatever
Be careful on the block as it's dangerous and chaotic

And cut no cut more guns more guts fuck boy you fucked up twice you fucked considerin' you drownin'
I don't cut corners and have a lot of weapons and courage, you're messed up 2 times which means you are done for

Die in a lake with a date with a catfish back flip head first smilin'
You will die in a lake with a catfish and you will do it smiling and diving headfirst with a backflip

C-cry in the face of Jesus we just pray we keep on stylin'
We will never stop being stylish and even if we have to cry in front of Jesus, we will pray to keep our style

Okay nigga riding in a May-be, and I'm probably with baby
I'm riding in a Maybach and probably with my girl

Don't talk nigga fuck you pay me, intercept your bitch like Bailey
Don't waste my time and pay up, I will steal your girl easily like Bailey intercepting a pass

Okay big money on this side, 100 grand for the whip my bitch drive
There's a lot of money on my side, and my girl drives a car worth $100,000

Need a new safe money getting too high, dead presidents all in my Levis
I need a new safe because I'm accumulating too much money, and my jeans are full of cash

Boy I swear this nigga be swagging, and I'm living lavish
I swear I have great style, and I live a luxurious life

Might cop me an Aston, Martin on 'em Anything I drive I own 'em, bad bitch and that ass ain't normal
I might buy an Aston Martin, I own everything I drive, and I have a beautiful girl with a unique body

Gotta put that pound game on her, beat it up she deep in a coma
I have to impress this girl with my sexual prowess, and I had her in a deep, satisfied state

I'm super paid, 2 shows a day My rollie gold, no time to waste
I'm incredibly wealthy, performing two shows a day, and my Rolex watch is made of gold

What it do Berg, my fuckin' brother Keep that pistol by me like my lovely momma
What's good, Berg, my brother? I always keep a gun with me, just like my lovely mother

Hot as the summer, cold as the winter Stay on them charts, I heard that they plotting my timber
I can be hot or cold, but my chart success always remains. I also heard people are planning my downfall

Young nigga, got a lot of flows Any nigga don't believe me, I make it look easy easy out of control
I am still young, but I have many different rapping styles. If anyone doubts me, I'll make it look easy and ridiculous

Box full of choppers, hand on the trigger Uptown gangsta, get it how we get it
We have a box full of guns and our fingers are on the trigger, we are gangsters in Uptown and we get money by any means necessary

Third Ward soldier, suicide rider Militant minded, hundred mill on the counter
I'm a Third Ward soldier who's not afraid to die, I am militant and have over $100 million on my counter

Hand pearly rug nigga, flame on the Bugatti Christian Louboutin, Chanel for my models
I have a pearly gun in my hand and I will shoot from my Bugatti if I have to. I buy my models Chanel and wear Christian Louboutin shoes

Higher than Bugatti nigga, fishing on the fish scales Nose diving for them hundreds, strapped up making mail
I'm higher than a Bugatti, fishing while weighing drugs on a scale. I'll nose dive to make more money and I'm armed to protect it

Fr-fresher than I been before Higher than we even been, shining on them 24’s Junior doing time ho On the grind ho, while he doing time ho
I'm fresher than I've ever been before, higher than ever before, and rolling on 24 inch rims. My younger brother is in prison but we continue to grind and work hard despite his absence

The time is money and money still was made baby Eight months ain’t stop nothing nigga It’s like jail was third base and my lil’ nigga still came home, ya understand
Time is money and money continues to be made. Even though my brother was in jail for eight months, it didn't stop us. It felt like jail was just the third base and my brother still came home

I’m from the hood where bitches hold coke in they baby diapers That’s why when the babies grow up damn they be like us I came a long ways from rhyming up in crazy cyphers Man I’m so happy my lil’ brother came home from Rikers
I grew up in the hood where women hide cocaine in their babies' diapers. That's why when these babies grow up, they end up like us. I've come a long way from rapping in street freestyle battles, and I'm happy my brother came home from Rikers Island

Shout out to BP, Thugga, Flow and Fail Boy My flow Lucifer, I spit hell boy My heart numb, ain’t no pain I can’t withstand And I hold my niggas down boy like a kickstand
Shout out to my friends BP, Thugga, Flow and Fail Boy. My rapping is immaculate and demonic. My heart is numb and there's no pain I can't handle. I always hold my friends down, like a kickstand holding a bike upright

Get off my nuts, stop acting like a bitch fam Lil’ nigga finish puberty, grow ya own dick damn
Get off my back, stop being annoying. Little man, finish puberty and grow up

I went from watching time fly on Earl and Red porch To cruising through the streets of Miami in a red Porsche Me and Stunna fly, we should join the Air Force Stand up niggas, the fuck you brought them chairs for?
I've come a long way from just watching time pass on Earl and Red porch, to now driving around Miami in a red Porsche. Stunna and I fly so much that we should join the Air Force. We are stand-up men, why did you bring chairs?

I went from making money from people with crack habits To thanking God I’m in a whole ‘nother tax bracket, amen
I used to make money by selling drugs to people with addiction, but now I thank God that I'm in a much higher tax bracket