[Intro]
Feelin' better today
In this moment in time
Im'a have it my way
And I still fuck with crime
'Cause the crime is what pays

[Verse 1]
Sipping on [?], bitches I ain't acknowledgin'
Bomber just like a fighter jet
Flaming up out the [?]
Lighting left, I ain't even aspire yet
[?]
Fuck with me cause I'm bout a check
[?]
Dollar destiny, I had to manifest
My white lighter symbolizes I know that I'm fire
Fuck that bitch for an hour not even [?]
[?] Calvin Klien on the mannequin [?]
Young Saudi Money
New money [?]
Very cozy on my [?] money shit
Eloquent ignorance, 27 I'm in the flesh
Dollar signs on my sweats, learning to live with regrets (money)
Sometimes I look at life from a different angle
High places, [?], hells angels
[?], z's, I never be catchin' them
I'ma keep talkin money till we all get it
Keep it one thousand with me, be very specific
All my bitches they look at me like [?]
In the shower for hours, I'm such a bathing ape
I done made some mistakes, and some of them making me great
Rather early than late, they remember my name
Don't mention my name, [?] yain talkin on my name
[?]
Ain't talkin no money, we look at you like nothing, and I'm lookin like money
Ain't that something
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Uh
At me like the great escape
Shower for hours
In this moment in time
I'ma have it my way
And I still fuck with crime'
Because crime is what pays
And I still fuck with crime'
Because crime is what pays
Feelin' better today