[Intro]
You can't make me lose my balance
Interstate I got some mileage
Wait a minute let me count it
It might take a minute this like 20 thousand
[Verse 1 — DesignerFlow]
I got the app on my phone, I let the plays use the debit cards
Now they calling me for zones, I’m a revolutionary trap stars
Had to keep up with the times
Used to re up with them zones
Had to keep up with the dimes
Now you gotta make appointments just to get a bag
She was looking disappointed when I hit her friend
Made me promise I'll never do the shit again, damn
Man my clientele loyal
I throw em extra grams so they spoiled
I ain't petty man that's how it came to me
I ain't taking out the extra they can eat
Gotta keep a couple weapons where ya sleep
I got respect for all the veterans in the street
It's a civil war when it's bout that cheese
[Hook]
I'm running with it like the torch
Ima bring it to a nigga porch
I ain't fuckin with no shorts
I ain't fuckin with no shorts
You gone have to pay the balance
They tryna make me lose balance
With one eye open I can count it
You can't make me lose my balance
[Verse 2 — Jeffrey Bankroll]
Every move I make is calculated
Run thru my lines gotta orchestrate it
My brother got jammed and left me devastated
Think I’m going crazy can’t let it break me
In these streets and I can’t let em take me
Money on my mind while I’m meditating
Going to get it ain’t no time to waste
Vintage Kobe bean how I move the 8s
We done caught some steam can’t lose pace
Weed loud like a Chevy with a new crate
Already ate but I’m tryna get some new cake
My peoples got that white powder for ya toothache
I let her twist a rocket and go outta space
If the money right I’ll drive out the way
Gotta get paid ain’t no other option
Can prescribe ya medication like I’m a doctor
[Hook]
I'm running with it like the torch
Ima bring it to a nigga porch
I ain't fuckin with no shorts
I ain't fuckin with no shorts
You gone have to pay the balance
They tryna make me lose balance
With one eye open I can count it
You can't make me lose my balance