Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
My life I sometimes question
Getting to the money see the progression
Look at my facial expression
I do not have time to play
Race to the money this shit a relay
I'm on these drugs I'm not breaking my way
Burger King shit yea I have it my way
I remember when it wasn't my way
All off the gas that I smoke is exotic
In the streets it get chaotic
Riding round with the narcotics
Watching out for the narcotics
Im going up like a rocket
If I say I gotcha you know I got it
I have to put up the profit
I put the cash in my pocket
I am on top of the planet
I cannot take it for granted
The shit that I smoke you know it's organic
Red on my body but I'm not satanic
When you get the money then you cannot panic
I got the pack and I had made it vanish
I Run up the money accepted the challenge
Imma pop the tag off the leash
She a little freak in the sheets
Imma start mosh start a riot
Nigga say sum stay silent
Nigga say sum I'm thrashing
Cursing in the night in a demon
Nigga need a light for seeing
Gotta get the cash bring racks out
Nigga never asking for a hand out
Knock a nigga out stuck his chin out
Bottom of the map yeah the real south
Took a nigga soul that's that real Mouth
Trying run up On me at the red light
Watching for 12 issa fed night
Nigga f*ck 12 run the red light
Nigga f*ck 12 run the red light
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
This shit hard
Trip did that shit
Fog-way shit