Open up the bag
Count it
It's all there?
Yes Daddy
You better do what you told
Not what you thinking
We can go away and hit Aspen for the weekend
10 for a show, man that shit sound decent
Anything better than being booked at the precinct
I ain't got a chain around my neck but I got charm
And a habit of the baddest bitches being on my arm
I ain't with the bullshit don't ever disrespect me
There's a reason why the windows all black in my chevy
I started in the field rocking 7
.45 always by my side no question
Every time I vibe I just try to learn a lesson
Ain't a day that goes by that I ain't tryna ask a question
And you know I ain't stupid
I'm working on the blueprint
On how to make it out when the people around you useless
No time for excuses
I got to go and get it
Let em go if they ain't with it
I been at it for a minute
I'll be right there in a minute
I been letting loose
Riding in a coupe
Smoking weed in a thousand-dollar suit
Now they say we cool
Even though they know we not
Shit is deeper than a pool
Had to take it to the dock
Even if I wasn't fly
Shit I'm on a plane a lot
I remember all them days it was three hots and a cot
All these tears running down my face probably say a lot
I done came along way from getting kicked out of my spot
Riding around town in that new shit no metro
Pocket full of cash but it's 10 on the petrol
150 dollars for a week worth of exotic
I would end up on the news if I had to go without it
I been plotting on how to flip the losses into a profit
Tryna elevate my city got me feeling like a prophet
You look like a puppet
You ain't on nothing
Must be on drugs looking thirsty in the club
NOT ME
I'm more concerned with tryna make a deposit
They always talking slick but they don't ever want to box me
Na I ain't cocky I just know what life taught me
They never really love like they say that's the problem
Anyways
I'm about to pop these niggas lemonade
If she acting thirsty I tell her go get a Gatorade
Every single time I take a breath I know I'm blessed
The irony
Until a nigga up I cannot rest
I been letting loose
Riding in a coupe
Smoking weed in a thousand-dollar suit
Now they say we cool
Even though they know we not
Shit is deeper than a pool
Had to take it to the dock
Even if I wasn't fly
Shit I'm on a plane a lot
I remember all them days it was three hots and a cot
All these tears running down my face probably say a lot
I done came along way from getting kicked out of my spot