Lyrics

I'm an outcast Post a pic make 'em think that he got mad cash Put me in they thoughts they don't know I'm a abstract Money on my mind always asking where the cash at Put in work from dusk till dawn Haters mad because I done fucked them up I said it, done The pact that I've made is strong Like I ain't 'bout to lose sleep while I make this song I'm disrespectful Really tryna take it to that level I'm really tryna do it I'm a rebel I really signed a deal under table My feelings hanging tighter than a cable The whip packing the horses like a stable Smoke a player he a gas he on propene Make him slur, he a pack he on codeine I really hit 'em back to back to back to back Like Drizzy Draco niggas can't act like they don't know me Money in my pocket like a swiss blade Been looking for this money since like sixth grade Working hard keep my feelings in check Y'all feeling impressed That's how all this money always been made If money talks baby (maybe) tell me what my wrist say It ain't really make a difference with the shits made Hustle hard The rent paid The plan laid A rampage Run up this money till my old age Cause everything getting bigger The sack getting thicker Wrist too cold cause this ice make me sicker If life get tough might down all this liquor Cause I can't stop till I make seven figures Fans getting bigger The sack getting thicker Wrist too cold cause this ice make me sicker If life get tough might just down all this liquor Cause I can't stop till I make seven figures Work two jobs she's can't really understand it I put in the work it's critical call paramedic These lyrics are sweet not typical this diabetic Hustle in my blood ask pops this is genetic Spend six months on a song cause I'm down like that Give me room I'm hot I don't play like that Get burned or get touched leave a mark like that I put one fifty on a dash I pack heat like that Out here in the city Hoping they don't see me Got money on my mind 'round my like a beanie I don' took a loss rob it off I'm a genie My girl she a 10 cut her off she too needy Got big plans, I kinda thought this would be easy I'm working if you see me better hope that I ain't busy My life a movie busy making money off a hobby Sell water to a sink if it was me it was thirsty Got tough songs that I can't drop But it's 2022 so I can't stop Go to work at the stud. till my pen drop I bring the track and the verse to your head top Baby told me go hard David non-stop All day running racks from the ground up I feel the heat cause the pressure make you loss touch I'm dropping single to an album till that one pop Shit, I can't stop Cause everything getting bigger The sack getting thicker Wrist too cold cause this ice make me sicker If life get tough might down all this liquor Cause I can't stop till I make seven figures Fans getting bigger The sack getting thicker Wrist too cold cause this ice make me sicker If life get tough might just down all this liquor Cause I can't stop till I make seven figures
Writer(s): Utomwen Irabor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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