Master Plan

(TajMoney) TNT on the beat Money be piling up Now that I'm counting up, ah Money be piling up Now that I'm counting up All of these bitches on me They loving' my style They hope on the wave They see who I'm destined to be I gotta go cut up the cake Money my face, more moo-la to see I'm on the wave People they hate I'm just tryna' follow my dream That bitch retarded This how I started Now a youngin' on the come up Why they all mad, I chase for the bag I'm steady chasing for commas Living so lavish, hang with the baddest Piling up, so he stacking Do a shows on the road I give it and go I pass like I'm Magic Fuck feelings, I don't give a fuck All of these bitches gon' play me Swear she's gon' give us a fuck She sees that I'm up Now she wants my baby Keeping it real, keep it a buck All of my struggles what made me I bring the heat, I got the sauce None of these shordies amaze me Have you ever had a thought, of living a life that you wanted to live Go hop in a foreign, you skrt and switch lane I know they really gon' see what I did I want to be great, that's why I go hard Buy a house, then I buy a car Some say I won't make it far Got a plan I'ma hit the chart Bad bitches in the party started that love me See that I'm making moves Master plan, I'ma make a mil Invest the mil', gotta make the loot I'm back on my own shit Grinding all night cause I wanna make it Sleeping at stu', I work for the cash, I ain't gonna stop til' I'm kicking Loyalty ain't gon' be changing, I do this cuz they hating I feel so underrated, I'm grinding on my, waiting They wishing I'm gon' fall, I don't care about who say it I just want it all, they pray that I won't make it Money be piling up Now that I'm counting up All of these bitches on me They loving' my style They hop on the wave They see who I'm destined to be I gotta go cut up the cake Money my face more moo-la to see I'm on the wave People they hate I'm just tryna' follow my dream Came from the slums, came from the bottom Now pop tags, now pop more bottles Living life good like I won the lotto You only live once, then you heard the motto 30 round drum and the tips all hollow Shooter make you run but he semi-auto They all come first like they all gon' follow Live it up now, can't promise tomorrow They love and they hate me, I'm just doing what I really wanna do Wanna spend on designer clothes, wanna rock designer shoes Gonna stop all my distractions, gonna feed my only focus Gotta get it by myself, gotta make these people notice Money be piling up Now that I'm counting up All of these bitches on me They lovin' my style They hop on the wave They see who I'm destined to be I gotta go cut up the cake Money my face, more moo-la to see I'm on the wave People they hate I'm just tryna' follow my dream Money be pilling up Now that I'm counting up All of these bitches on me They loving' my style They hop on the wave They see who I'm destined to be I gotta go cut up the cake Money my face more moo-la to see I'm on the wave People they hate I'm just tryna' follow my dream Money be piling up Now that I'm counting up Yeah, Yeah, Eh