Mind racing, Heart pacing, I'm Blue hundreds chasing
My time is coming nigga, and it ain't no debating
Niggas ask me how I do it, watch this demonstration
You niggas prolly think I'm Jewish how I'm getting paper
But nawh
I'm just really good at saving
I run it up on the daily
You still broke so you hate me
All that loose talkin' don't phase me
It more so just amaze me
Tryna make it like Jay- Z
Rolls Royce and Mercedes
All white shit, no 80's
Got a new bad bitch from Haiti
And She tryna have my baby
I had to tell the bitch she crazy
She said f*ck me and who raised me
I got niggas tryna erase me
They can take a shot wit' no chaser
I gotta black Glock, red laser
How you strapped up wit a taser
Man that shit is outrageous
When beef come, you gon tase shit
My niggas gon spray shit
That taser ain't gon save shit
But lemme gon head and say this
I'm who I am, I can't change shit
Wait till that mother f*ckin bass hit
Like,
I'm so sick wit it
If you good at sum better stick wit it
You can prolly get rich wit it
You might wake up to like 6 figures
But you gotta have common sense nigga
Stack up and don't spend nigga
Stop hanging round new friends nigga
Them ain't even yo mans nigga
They just come around cause you getting money
I see the real and I see the phony
Exactly why I got this heater on me
I Pull the trigger, leave yo mama lonely
Ima D nigga, I be eating coney
Some nights It be beefaroni
I got a lotta sauce, it be leaking on me
Know a lotta people tried leeching off me
Yeah, I had to cut em off before they sucked me dry
If my pockets empty, I'd probably cry
Sike nawl, that shit a lie
Lemme take a minute and thank god
Amen, Amen, If you talking money let's shake hands
Ion really do new friends, cause them friends gon f*ck up yo bands
And that's sum I really can't chance
Niggas love holding out hands
I ain't really tryna hear niggas ask
These niggas wit me ain't friends
These MFs my fam
Remember, I was just eating off scams
Then I went and got a job at the plant
All my, money went up towards rap
But I still had enough for me to stack
I ain't, never eva gotta go back
I was, a young nigga, f*cking up my sack
Every day, I spent money ona bag
Then I blew that bitch into ash
Bought too much weed, it ain't last
That shit made a nigga real mad
But now I'm real smart with my cash
I put all my shit in the stash
I might take 50 as cash
For 1 week, that 50 should last
And if it don't then nigga too bad
Hol on Hol on nigga, I ain't done
I'm tryna tell you how to stack
You better take notes on this rap
Never trick off ona rat
You should really know better than that
If you don't then you need to be smacked
But I'm gone, gotta count these racks
Bye
Mind racing, Heart pacing, I'm Blue hundreds chasing
My time is coming nigga, and it ain't no debating
Niggas ask me how I do it, watch this demonstration
You niggas prolly think I'm Jewish how I'm getting paper
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Mind racing, Heart pacing, I'm Blue hundreds chasing
My time is coming nigga, and it ain't no debating
Niggas ask me how I do it, watch this demonstration
You niggas prolly think I'm Jewish how I'm getting paper
But nawh
I'm just really good at saving
I run it up on the daily
You still broke so you hate me
All that loose talkin' don't phase me
It more so just amaze me
Tryna make it like Jay- Z
Rolls Royce and Mercedes
All white shit, no 80's
Got a new bad bitch from Haiti
And She tryna have my baby
I had to tell the bitch she crazy
She said f*ck me and who raised me
I got niggas tryna erase me
They can take a shot wit' no chaser
I gotta black Glock, red laser
How you strapped up wit a taser
Man that shit is outrageous
When beef come, you gon tase shit
My niggas gon spray shit
That taser ain't gon save shit
But lemme gon head and say this
I'm who I am, I can't change shit
Wait till that mother f*ckin bass hit
Like,
I'm so sick wit it
If you good at sum better stick wit it
You can prolly get rich wit it
You might wake up to like 6 figures
But you gotta have common sense nigga
Stack up and don't spend nigga
Stop hanging round new friends nigga
Them ain't even yo mans nigga
They just come around cause you getting money
I see the real and I see the phony
Exactly why I got this heater on me
I Pull the trigger, leave yo mama lonely
Ima D nigga, I be eating coney
Some nights It be beefaroni
I got a lotta sauce, it be leaking on me
Know a lotta people tried leeching off me
Yeah, I had to cut em off before they sucked me dry
If my pockets empty, I'd probably cry
Sike nawl, that shit a lie
Lemme take a minute and thank god
Amen, Amen, If you talking money let's shake hands
Ion really do new friends, cause them friends gon f*ck up yo bands
And that's sum I really can't chance
Niggas love holding out hands
I ain't really tryna hear niggas ask
These niggas wit me ain't friends
These MFs my fam
Remember, I was just eating off scams
Then I went and got a job at the plant
All my, money went up towards rap
But I still had enough for me to stack
I ain't, never eva gotta go back
I was, a young nigga, f*cking up my sack
Every day, I spent money ona bag
Then I blew that bitch into ash
Bought too much weed, it ain't last
That shit made a nigga real mad
But now I'm real smart with my cash
I put all my shit in the stash
I might take 50 as cash
For 1 week, that 50 should last
And if it don't then nigga too bad
Hol on Hol on nigga, I ain't done
I'm tryna tell you how to stack
You better take notes on this rap
Never trick off ona rat
You should really know better than that
If you don't then you need to be smacked
But I'm gone, gotta count these racks
Bye
Mind racing, Heart pacing, I'm Blue hundreds chasing
My time is coming nigga, and it ain't no debating
Niggas ask me how I do it, watch this demonstration
You niggas prolly think I'm Jewish how I'm getting paper
My time is coming nigga, and it ain't no debating
Niggas ask me how I do it, watch this demonstration
You niggas prolly think I'm Jewish how I'm getting paper
But nawh
I'm just really good at saving
I run it up on the daily
You still broke so you hate me
All that loose talkin' don't phase me
It more so just amaze me
Tryna make it like Jay- Z
Rolls Royce and Mercedes
All white shit, no 80's
Got a new bad bitch from Haiti
And She tryna have my baby
I had to tell the bitch she crazy
She said f*ck me and who raised me
I got niggas tryna erase me
They can take a shot wit' no chaser
I gotta black Glock, red laser
How you strapped up wit a taser
Man that shit is outrageous
When beef come, you gon tase shit
My niggas gon spray shit
That taser ain't gon save shit
But lemme gon head and say this
I'm who I am, I can't change shit
Wait till that mother f*ckin bass hit
Like,
I'm so sick wit it
If you good at sum better stick wit it
You can prolly get rich wit it
You might wake up to like 6 figures
But you gotta have common sense nigga
Stack up and don't spend nigga
Stop hanging round new friends nigga
Them ain't even yo mans nigga
They just come around cause you getting money
I see the real and I see the phony
Exactly why I got this heater on me
I Pull the trigger, leave yo mama lonely
Ima D nigga, I be eating coney
Some nights It be beefaroni
I got a lotta sauce, it be leaking on me
Know a lotta people tried leeching off me
Yeah, I had to cut em off before they sucked me dry
If my pockets empty, I'd probably cry
Sike nawl, that shit a lie
Lemme take a minute and thank god
Amen, Amen, If you talking money let's shake hands
Ion really do new friends, cause them friends gon f*ck up yo bands
And that's sum I really can't chance
Niggas love holding out hands
I ain't really tryna hear niggas ask
These niggas wit me ain't friends
These MFs my fam
Remember, I was just eating off scams
Then I went and got a job at the plant
All my, money went up towards rap
But I still had enough for me to stack
I ain't, never eva gotta go back
I was, a young nigga, f*cking up my sack
Every day, I spent money ona bag
Then I blew that bitch into ash
Bought too much weed, it ain't last
That shit made a nigga real mad
But now I'm real smart with my cash
I put all my shit in the stash
I might take 50 as cash
For 1 week, that 50 should last
And if it don't then nigga too bad
Hol on Hol on nigga, I ain't done
I'm tryna tell you how to stack
You better take notes on this rap
Never trick off ona rat
You should really know better than that
If you don't then you need to be smacked
But I'm gone, gotta count these racks
Bye
Mind racing, Heart pacing, I'm Blue hundreds chasing
My time is coming nigga, and it ain't no debating
Niggas ask me how I do it, watch this demonstration
You niggas prolly think I'm Jewish how I'm getting paper
Writer: Cameron Nelson
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