Money bars up in my book
I g forgot how she look
Lost her account and she shook
Built herself out of the gram
Wonder how long that took
Psychosis smoke up and cook
I left my drip and my hook
Take your head off with my foot
Bow
F*ck I'm so aggressive
Never learn my lesson
On my second destination
On the first place
I was running away
Face down to the ground
I got nothing to say
I'm hell-a stuck in my ways
But that won't f*ck up days
Aye
Gotta get your head right
F*cking your mind up
Losing your time what
Get your head right
Losing your shit
Losing your mind
Split second to pick the right side
Right gone
Time gone
But you gotta head your head right
Losing you shit
Losing your mind
Everything you need is in your mind
Mind your time
Taking up time
Watching my time
Don't watch the time
Don't rush the time
I make my time
I'm-a pull up on you with my pen and paper
Talking money no debt no labour
They think I'm a stupid bitch
But I wear that face like make-up
Make-up
She getting in your mind
Psychosis split time
Gravity so grounded
Still you losing your mind
She keeps checking her time
No rush
No motive
Then f*ck don't waste my mind
Get your head right
Get your head right
Get your head right
Get your head right
Get your head right
Get your head right
Get your head right
Get your head right
Losing you shit
Losing your mind
Raised in the east
Blood from east Bengal
East London they call me peng gal
F*cking beats in east Montreal
East side ting Scarborough
Still