[Verse 1]

We stressed

And we depressed

WeedWe stressed

And we depressed

Weed press on my weak chest

I don't need rest

Cuz I've been blessed

Do this shit

So y'all ingest

My brain food

So painful

Paintbrush, I paint views

I can't blush

I ain't you

It came true

I told you

Poke holes

Don't go through

No shit

Eat tofu

Your soul proves

That your mood

Based solely

On your food

Been a kid

Everyday

Try to give

Myself a break

Don't hesitate

Must levitate

And elevate

[hook]

Been about my money

Bout my biness

Kinda funny

How we living

Wnen we know that we dependent

Been about my money

Never spend it

Never had it

Never hand it

Wanna buy me

Nah, forget it

[Verse 2]

And don't smoke

Fuck you think

This ain't no joke

All these kids

Ain't got no dough

Cuz they so broke

But they won't choke

They cough cash

Toss fags in a pot of ash

Floss brains like

An honest jab

Dumb it down

Now I gotta dab

Now I gotta skrt

No I gotta burp

Selling out cuz it never hurts

And I never learn

Cuz I'm fucking scurred

Done with the fucking slurs

But not done with the fucking swears

Still trynna be nice I swear

They trynna be wise

I care

They trynna be right I dare

To deny the appliance

That some might wear

I'm higher than buzz lightyear

I'm trying to disappear

But I am visionaire

Never the kid to bear

The flare

Several burdens to bear

An abundance of care

Chasing a hundred

For hunger

I'm near tear peers

[Bridge]

Been about my money and

I've been about my business (8x)

[Verse 3]

That's the case

That I've been made and

That basket place

Where I've neen raised in

I ask the best

If they still friends

And I'm out of place

No entrance

When I storm the bar

Strict faces

Worried bout they

Dick placement

Whoring out

They get a bit racist

When they hit that gym

They gon binge

Ain't shit

Gonna stop the boys

From pumping and shining

Bumping and grinding

They puppets admiring

The trumpets

They shut up for hire

And I front just as another guy

When I fuck up

I'm wondering why

Buck up and ride

Causing ruckus

Got nough of the shine

And I'm up and I'm ducking

The prime dime

Gotta hustle

And find time

Who the fuck gonna hide

Mine

Gotta run up

The guide lines

To the fine times

That I have in mind

If you want

I can grab a dime

For a dozen times

That I have been through

All the frozen times

Of the has been crew

All my bros is fine

When they cut me loose

Don't nobody wanna see me lose