Yeah
Money Power now i got Respect
F*ck it, Nike on'em i just want the Check
I called my nigga tell him that we Blessed
My Bitch already know I'm better than the Rest
I go dumb i got stupid flow
Cant let him in my circle he too square like a Rubic's tho
He just blew a bag now he mad he aint getting dough
I just blew a bag cause in my stash all my bread getting molded
Just brought home the brand new Glock with the extend
In the studio all I do is roll in with the hits
I aint in to playing games I'm with the shits
And i told my niggas they really stuck with me
Yeah yeah
Success leaves trails, Winter Season
Nigga tell me whats your grind, Tell me whats your reason
Bitch I'm balling every time why you in the bleachers
All my niggas rep a flag like the plead of lenient
When i come you know its bread gang in this bitch
I watched you count them lite bands I'm heavy metal with this shit
When shoot my shot Im something like Steph curry I don't miss
And she just had you spending and she still didn't let you hit
Yeah
I came to raise hell, pull off in a demon
Ill f*ck a nigga up like his mommy needed
You was suppose to be my mans something like a deacon
Now just know that i be blessed nigga like I'm preaching
Woah
Money Power now i got Respect
F*ck it, Nike on'em i just want the Check
I called my nigga tell him that we Blessed
My Bitch already know I'm better than the Rest
I go dumb i got stupid flow
Cant let him in my circle he too square like a Rubic's tho
He just blew a bag now he mad he aint getting dough
I just blew a bag cause in my stash all my bread getting molded