Where I Started - Intellectual

[Hook: Johnny Maycash]

The money came fast, now these niggas hate

I'm gon' get that cake, bitch I'm gon' get straight

I might fuck your ho so get her out my face

I catch her out there standin' every day

Now I check the bag, it filled with spaz of course

I'm only 19 bout to cop a Porsche

He say he flexin' but his money short

You fast as fire, need to go back where you started

Ridin' in that mojo lowey

Pockets filled with hundred money

I am not no dummy dummy

Pistol hit your tummy tummy

And I got a tommy tommy

Glock 10 marked doin' bunnies bunnies

He want beef its funny funny

We come through, army army

All we see is running running

Guess what, I am blunted blunted

This shit smells like onions onions

Trae Cas Stacy be smokin' that funny funny, funny

Swear that shit ain't funny funny

3.5 in my blunted blunted

Let me get some top honey

Then I might just bone it bone it

Walk in the label, then I'm runnin' runnin'

I need my cash at this fuckin' moment

This is business, we is not no homies

Don't make me catch a fuckin' homie

I drink mud nigga, hella mud nigga

I keep lotta pills just to keep me up nigga

That's the drug nigga, you ain't no drug nigga

You wish you was Swisher, I'm the plug nigga

Sosa nigga, with the 36 grams of the good nigga

I feel good nigga, I wish you would nigga

Bust a .30 pistol, ain't shit like Tiger woods nigga

They say they get money, he don't get money

Boy show me your pockets, can you stop this logic

These niggas broke, they ain't gettin' nothin'

Steady watchin' the money come and go

But my niggas be on it

Cash rule everything my nigga

You know that we want it