You know. FB to the SV


(verse 1)
Ya already know what it is n***a, fuck ya if I can't get paid with ya
On the mission to get these riches, and shine on these n***as and these bitches
Im bout to get it yes Im bout to get it, no time to play
Im strictly bout my business, I grind hard I know no limits
I been bout it yall boys timid. Scared money dont make no figures
Bank roll jus keep gettin bigga, only puff that OG homie
I roll em fat they can't get no bigga, keep it G Im 100
Since day One no stuntin my n***a, you already know how Im comin
If its bout money lets run it my n***a I need mine jus like ya need yours
No fallin off I can't afford to take no loses I need whats mine
Homie come up off it, in the meantime Ima shine regardless
Polo sportin lookin flawless, bitches on me, n***as hatin
I swear they phony, on the come up Im gettin it homie
No time to chill Im tryina come up quick, stack this paper make extra chips
I stay on point never do I slip. I gotta get whats mine, I gotta get whats mine
I gotta get whats mine, grind til Im rich Im doin good that make haters sick
Im never fallin off, Im never fallin off, Trademark I stay on my shit




(Hook x2)
Im only in it to win it, n***a I ain't got nothin to lose
I came up from the bottom, you wouldn't last walkin in my shoes
I done took wins and loses, its save to say I done paid my dues
Im on the grind Im gettin me dont worry bout mine its best you do you




(verse 2)
Sky high when I step out, I just burned down a fresh ounce
Im a real n***a ain't that the truth, I keep it G in and out the booth
Stay on my job and go get this loot, Im doin me its best you do you
No slowin down on the road to riches I came to far to not come back with it
Spit it how I live it, homeboy this ain't a gimmick, Im in the beamer doin 100
Stuntin just burnin loud fifties, thats on the real my n***a, I be chill my n***a
Just plotting on these dollar bills my n***a, I ain't ever slippin Ima go getta
Since a young boy I been bout my figures. these n***as simping, Im presidential
Heard I was hurtin where you gettin your info, Ima real n***a comin out the N.O
Real n***a comin out the N.O. ya already know what it is folk
Countin cash and weed smoke, Trade stick to that G code, stackin up these C notes



(Hook x2)