Okay, I'm gonna change my whole attitude. I gotta change my whole attitude right now

Yeah, he want the money coming in like cocaine

Any business he do, he treat it like it's cocaine

Late nights to the morning, move to work like cocaine

Writing his raps, it bubble up like cocaine

Honestly, the prophecy is true. **** gotta do, they do diligence

Came in this life with no membership. I just stomp hard on **** necks

What's next? When it comes to this rap shit, you can see why I'm perplexed

I don't got a lane, I'm just too high. I only see me and a few Jetsons

Peep the kid buu step, whoa, no, it's not a question

When it comes to the bars, though, swear to Yahweh, I go hard, bro

Man, this can't be life, how they live that trife

Honestly, I don't know how they keep that shine

Look at the music, obviously, it must be they grind

I got homies who gon' hold my kid down when I die

I'm a real one, my rhymes became my lifeline

I'd kill some if you really plotting no mines

No funny shit, cousin always kept him a rubber grip

By any means, money counted by machines, all calculated

He want the money coming in like cocaine

Any business he do, he treat it like it's cocaine

Late nights to the morning, move the work like cocaine

Writing his raps, it bubble up like cocaine