I know you don’t get it I get it I get my bag

But my soul still feeling cold

Playing my hand on the other side of the world

Lord knows I’ll never fold

I’m tryna generate for future generations

Doing right won’t ever sell my soul

I’ll put my sisters name on all my paperwork, she’ll get the paper any time I don’t

Only putting my brothers on payroll

Fuck the media stay on the lay low

Van cleef on my wrist and it stay gold

And one for my girl with the yellow stones

I’m where my mother told me I would be

Making the moves you ain’t ever believed

The money stay coming but it ain’t for free

We ain’t playing games I’m a southside g

I’m a show stopper, big papa, get dollar

I’m a road runner, tell my brudda get the choppa

And you better watch out if you try it with me

I’ll tell you one time, get back or get bun up

I know you don’t get it I get it I get my bag

But my soul still feeling cold

Playing my hand on the other side of the world

Lord knows I’ll never fold

I’m tryna generate for future generations

Doing right won’t ever sell my soul

I’ll put my sisters name on all my paperwork, she’ll get the paper any time I don’t

And I might break a few hearts, never break a promise

I’ve been living humble too long fuck being modest

I been rich too long, never went to college

Running shit for too long someone give me homage

Soon I’ll be the goat everybody knows like Rudolph

Spend 100 thousand when I’m in the club with Pluto

Really came a long way from singing in my school clothes

Always been a star, soon Mars like I’m Bruno

Now we on the map

No need to fear if we’re under attack

The roley is golden, the urus is black

The engine gon’ start with a touch of a tap (tap, tap)

I know you don’t get it I get it I get my bag

But my soul still feeling cold

Playing my hand on the other side of the world

Lord knows I’ll never fold

I’m tryna generate for future generations

Doing right won’t ever sell my soul

I’ll put my sisters name on all my paperwork, she’ll get the paper any time I don’t