Yea

This time comin round different

I can see the top I kiss it

Ima dunk it make sure ion miss it

Way u been moving u Dead to me actually

Gone head sleep wit the fishes

And I'm still fed but I'm Stacking up Bread I been running round I just been getting my Biscuits

Uh

Im for the money I'm Not for the women

Bitch I might come round from sun up to sun down and grind til I sit on the Top of the building

Every time that I get up my feelings I go even harder made lotta the killings

So many beats I done beat I go look in the stash and it look like a hospital visit

I saw my schedule I gotta go get it

Ain't no time for resting no time for these bitches

I can't believe that I gave you my heart and you held it and played wit it Left me wit stitches

And you know she gon want pull her lil move and be all up right on me and try wit the quickness

Everything bout u is different you worried bout everything else but I'm Counting the digits

Yea bitch I'm won I'm the lottery ticket

She gon' come back like It's windy wit frisbee

I gotta thank God he the reason I'm in it

I grew from the pain but it made me a menace

Working forever it's never a gimmick

You playin yo tape and I'm hearin them crickets

You cross me I'm wit it I ain't even trippin

I know bout forgiveness I smoke to forget it

I went just took out that knife that you put in my back I might fuck around and Open you wit it

We was just tryna survive I was dealin wit too much we came from the Coping to living

My dog in the cut I just Sold em a 7

I seen way too much I ain't trusting a reverend

Open that drawer and that shoebox take racks out

I got the people I gotta get packs out, gotta get packs out, one

This time comin round different

I can see the top I kiss it

Ima dunk it make sure ion miss it

Way u been moving u Dead to me actually

Gone head sleep wit the fishes

And I'm still fed but I'm Stacking up Bread I been running round I just been getting my Biscuits

Uh

Im for the money I'm Not for the women

Bitch I might come round from sun up to sun down and grind til I sit on the Top of the building

Every time that I get up my feelings I go even harder made lotta the killings

So many beats I done beat I go look in the stash and it look like a hospital visit