I got the soul that make me a soldier

They want some exposure

I’m finna expose em

She hitting the line

She want her some closure

I put up my pride and told her I need her

I know how to read her

I’m still on the rise

I hope she like lies

That’s all imma feed her

I’m finna go hard and run up a hundred

They know how I’m coming

They know how I run it

From nothing to something

Don’t know how I done it

Oh you don’t remember huh

You got amnesia

I’m swiping them visas

I’m playing my cards

She ask how I do it I tell her it’s hard

Money in the ziploc

Brown paper bag

That’s the bag with the back end

Nigga I remember back when

When I ain’t even have a fan

I ain’t even have a stack then

Nigga now I’m getting racks in

That ‘s the hand I was dealt

That’s the nest I was hatched in

Bet not ever get it fucked up

Only time a nigga really fuck with you when your bucks up

You a man or a mouse

I ain’t never got tricked

Even back when I ain’t know nothing

A lil proud of myself

I done ran up a dub

Nigga I ain’t even blow nothing

Money come, money go

Imma count it up again at the end of the show

You a friend or a foe

Whole time I was fucking with her friend on the low

I could fuck off the strength of the music

Bitch I got the gift and the sauce imma use it

I’m in the Bent with a bitch let her cruise it

After the show imma beat it and bruise it

I’m one hunit that’s just how He made me

In back of the Phantom I feel like Ms. Daisy

So much money I got a little lazy

I got on my grizzy and went a little crazy

I get em in twos

You know how I do’s it

I’m valid

If she want to choose then just let her choose

It happens

I got money forever

I ain’t running out never

Niggas hate to see it

I just ordered me a whip can’t wait to see it

Mobb

I got the soul that make me a soldier

They want some exposure

I’m finna expose em

She hitting the line

She want her some closure

I put up my pride and told her I need her

I know how to read her

I’m still on the rise

I hope she like lies

That’s all imma feed her

I’m finna go hard and run up a hundred

They know how I’m coming

They know how I run it

From nothing to something

Don’t know how I done it

Oh you don’t remember huh

You got amnesia

I’m swiping them visas

I’m playing my cards

She ask how I do it I tell her it’s hard