[Hook: Yung Boss]
All I care about is money give a fuck about the fame
Can't you see I want the benjamins you can keep the change
Homie you don't really know about the struggle and the pain
All I care about is money put some ice up in my chain
Tryna cop my momma crib 'fore my brothers do the same
Guaranteed that when I make it homie Imma stay the same

[Verse 1: Yung Boss]
I already know what I'm wanting
20's and 50's and Hunnids
See I treat my bitches like money
Get a boat and keep it coming
See I'm on my way to the riches
Getting paid and rocking designer
You can keep on fucking these same ass bitches
I'm tryna be up and be honest
Motherfucker don't hate
I was made for the dough
I was made bag yea made for the floor
Yea I come from the bottom I ain't Drake in this though
I was really never gone just late for the show
Taking it slow, taking it slow
Whatever the fuck you want to call it
Either way in the end or in the beat in the benz
Put mom in a plane fly her out to the islands
And I thank God every morning
Quit sleeping on me you snoring
Bitch this my life story
Hol' up, hol' up that's me pullin' off in a foreign (bitch)

[Hook: Yung Boss]
All I care about is money give a fuck about the fame
Can't you see I want the benjamins you can keep the change
Homie you don't really know about the struggle and the pain
All I care about is money put some ice up in my chain
Tryna cop my momma crib 'fore my brothers do the same
Guaranteed that when I make it homie Imma stay the same

[Verse 2: Suigeneris]
Fuck what you think
Bitch imma pour me a drink
Pourin' up O's
Fuck all the fakes and the foes
I can not fuck with no hoe
Talking that shit on the low
Haters they see me through struggle and grow
Never gon' change up for money or hoes
Rather be all on my own
Fuck it just me and my woes
Fuck it just me and my woes
Benji's they all on my pockets
Haters be talking that nonsense
Turning my woes into profits
I'm humble they hating just stop it
Bitch I go right to the top
Money I'm getting a lot
Pick me a 9 out the lot
And bitch do not think I forgot
Using these shoes I done bought
For money I made on the block
Call up the opps and get shot
Shawty gon' give me some top
That's cause she look like Minaj
Never gon' get a real job
Pull up we just like the SWAT
30's they banging like cops
30's they banging like cops

[Hook: Yung Boss]
All I care about is money give a fuck about the fame
Can't you see I want the benjamins you can keep the change
Homie you don't really know about the struggle and the pain
All I care about is money put some ice up in my chain
Tryna cop my momma crib 'fore my brothers do the same
Guaranteed that when I make it homie Imma stay the same