I had to get it on my own cuz we never had enough

Now i just get to the bankroll you better count it up

Its printed all over the money so in god we trust

Why would i ever lay low So many doubted us

I had to get it on my own cuz we never had enough

Now i just get to the bankroll you better count it up

Its printed all over the money so in god we trust

Why would i ever lay low So many doubted us

You can just tell im on

I get the cash I'm gone

I leave you hoes alone

Shordy you know wrong

I gotta makе it home

I gotta babe at home

Tеll em to leave me alone

Ain't money dont hit my phone

Im tryna get the bag focused money lets get to the cash

I do it all for the fam now, niggas just stuckin the past

Look what i got in the stash Said id be here and they laughed

Thinkin the friendship last (no) Im finna stunt on they ass

Barely graduated real talk, Now im ahead of the class

Dont got wear me a mask or shootem to have me a blast

Niggas just hate cuz they mad mad that im coming up fast

Makin my way to the top barry allen i'll be there in a flash

I had to get it on my own cuz we never had enough

Now i just get to the bankroll you better count it up

Its printed all over the money so in god we trust

Why would i ever lay low So many doubted us

I had to get it on my own cuz we never had enough

Now i just get to the bankroll you better count it up

Its printed all over the money so in god we trust

Why would i ever lay low So many doubted us

I do the work it shows

Niggas be hatin though

Won't see me layin low

Cuz Im checkin off my goals

They say im next to blow

And my whole city knows

She want me strike a pose

Just cuz my kneck is froze

You never see me in rags, can't say the name when they look at the tags

You should be kissin my ass Ballin so hard that I dont gotta pass

I keep a dime steve nash, i finger roll off of the glass

All new rappers is trash think im not hot then you high off the grass

You trippin im here for the stay

Keep all the drama im tryna get paid

Im on the grind everyday you niggas still focused on tryna get laid

Workin that minimum wage I guessin you idiots dont want a raise

I can not work as a slave i ain't got no more to say but

Burberry my cologne young

Young king on the throne, Burberry my cologne

Still young but im grown like madden in the zone

I would just sleep in the whip

Now they bring bottles sip to the vip