[Intro]

(Roy, baby)

[Chorus]

I be seeing dollar signs

I was raised by Father Time

I got so much on the line

I be grinding for what's mine

I be seeing dollar signs

I was raised by Father Time

I got so much on the line

I be grinding for what's mine, yeah

[Verse 1]

Taking flights and I'm for it

See the world and explore it

My mind in orbit, shit distorted, I can record it

Need more performance, rarely forward, my past in storage

While they was sleeping, I was deep in, I can't afford it, yeah

You can't take this flight if you got all this fucking baggage now

Learn to leave and let it down, she know she the baddest 'round

Bottle after bottlе like a model taking shots of Crown

Heavysеt, I lay it down, making movies in my town

How that sound?

People in my life, they try to tell me that they down

I be on the up and up and keep the real around

You was first to talk that shit, now you about it now

Now they 'bout it now

Maintaining my light

Why does hating bring you life?

Sabotaging out of spite

This won't happen overnight

I can see me in a foreign engine roarin' in the night

You can see that I been soarin' like I'm tourin', what a sight

Can't you see it? Now I

[Chorus]

I be seeing dollar signs

I was raised by Father Time

I got so much on the line

I be grinding for what's mine

I be seeing dollar signs

I was raised by Father Time

I got so much on the line

I be grinding for what's mine

I be seeing dollar signs

I was raised by Father Time

I got so much on the line

I be grinding for what's mine

I be seeing dollar signs

I was raised by Father Time

I got so much on the line

I be grinding for what's mine, yeah

[Verse 2]

Vision be Apollo in my head, I need some space

Glimpses of the future, what a tease, I need a taste

I find myself focused on the motion than the race

Steady as he does it, so I never miss a pace

Gotta protect that shit

Niggas be ready to rip

Chasing you down like a blitz

Calling the hits

Fumble the ball with the strip

Foulin' and callin' it quits

Couch surfing

Job to job like I'm proud working

Haters talkin', but they crowd jerking

Claim my city like I'm town turfing

Big drippin' on me, yeah

From my head to the feet, yeah

Why you lookin' at me? Yeah

Watching you payin' me, yeah

You could be gettin' money though, I'ma teach if you reach, yeah

Just enjoy the ride

Coming from the bottom, so you know I gotta beat the odds

[Chorus]

I be seeing dollar signs

I was raised by Father Time

I got so much on the line

I be grinding for what's mine

I be seeing dollar signs

I was raised by Father Time

I got so much on the line

I be grinding for what's mine