[intro]
Ouu yea
[verse 1]
Ion wanna go inside if i can't roll up
In the club, representin' where i'm from
I throw it up
Told my dawg that money comin', you just gotta hold up
Early morning, broomstick in your hand, boy, go clean it up
Everything 'bout bein' consistent you only fail if you give up
I got love for the blues, but i ain't selfish with the dubs
Ion like waitin' long, i want that money now let's run it up
Club over, i'm in the parkin' lot hotboxin' the black truck
[verse 2]
I want all the money give me more power and guns
I'm with a bad b****, hair did and her nails done
I put melodies on these beats, and i make anthems
Don't need to pay a fee to get your head tapped like samsung
Told my momma i can't cut my hair i feel like samson
Gambling with my life, as long as i can roll the dice
I'm not complaining 'bout no consequences i'm ready to pay the price
We the ones who put these n****s in crisis
Tryna send 'em to jesus christ
I fell in love with wrong, and ion care to me, it feel right
A different man with the steel, and i ain't worried 'bout kryptonite
These guns ain't meant for show-and-tell
Yeah, they meant for taking lives
These guns ain't meant for show-and-tell
They meant for creating candlelights
[verse 3]
I hit that p*ssy like the king of pop, hee hee, beat it up
I like my b**es classy and demure, you know she clean it up
You better use it 'cause just like my music, i ain't giving it up
I'm tired of this flow, i think it's time for me to switch it up
If it ain't about no money, it don't matter
Pockets can't do cardio, i want it a lil' fatter
Disappear from all the bullsht, just like i'm casper
Money and my happiness is all i'm really after
I'm tryna win a chip for the team and put us in the rafters
Independent, i want all my royalties and my masters
Keep on grinding and ignoring all the chatter
Singin' n****, but if he pull it out, he make you back up
[outro]
Ouuu yea