[Intro]
Like it’s my muhfuckin’ job
The Financial District
I don’t know if you understand what you steppin’ into
Be careful who you share the game wit’
Who you show these blueprints to
Yeh, Black metaphor

[Refrain]
We only outside
For a limited
What you gon’ do with yo’ life
N***a, I’m gone shine (Yeh, yeh)
We only outside
For a limited time
What you gon do wit—
I know what i’ma—

[Verse]
In pursuit of the dollar signs
Countless hours on the grind
Fools tryna duplicate my style
I got thousands of ‘em on file
You can never knock me down
Sit high on top my money pile
Bad bitches send texts, I’m slow to reply
‘Cause some of ‘em too slow in the mind
Though I should cut ‘em off, but they too fine
Here I am again, middle of the night
My homeboy dropping me off to yo’ crib
Do our dirt, then I get back in wind
Keep trying not to step out
‘Cause shit get hostile every time I step back in
Livin’ in a whirlwind
(Livin in a whirlwind)
[Refrain]
We only outside (We only outside)
For a limited time (Yeh, yeh, yeh)
What you gon’ do with yo’ life
My n***a, I’m gon’ shine (I’m gon’ shine)
Like it’s my muhfuckin job
Twenty-four-seven, three-sixty-five

[Reprise]
Keep the E in it, Chevy’s on switches
Smokin’ weed in it, don’t post me in yo’ pictures
If you can Keep a secret, we can always kick it
Rule number one don’t talk about me ‘round yo’ n***a
That shit there’ll have him suspicious
Hittin’ switches on Chef Highway dipping
Loose lips sink ships, and my ship ain’t sinking
Yeh, yeh, yeh

[Outro]
(Tryin’ not to step out)
(‘Cause it’s hostile when I step back in)
(Made millions of the backend)
(Fittin’ to make way more paper with my friends)

Black metaphor