[Verse 1]
Soon as they hear me on a track they know who it is
That skinny ass n***a that's flying and always talking shit
Everywhere I go, I rep my set, I represent
Pinky thumbs up, yup, Jet Life we in this bitch
Making maneuvers to get paid, so these bitches choose us
Over the losers, we bossed up, there ain't nothing they can do to us
Fucking their hoes but they don't know because their brain is clueless
But anyway, I'm getting paper hater, what you doing
I'm counting stacks up, racked up, I never slacked up
On my job twenty-four seven, and it's mad thug
Do anything to get this change and avoid them handcuffs
And I don't do business with no lames, whoa that's bad luck, uh
And you can take that how you wanna
I ain't tripping off your feelings, I'm too high off marijuana
In my zone and im zoning ?
I only run with trill n***as, I'm too real for them phonies, you know

[Hook]
You know, inhaling that fire smoke
No pen or pad, this murder I spoke
Then took an oath, that I could never go broke
Alive and high, I'm wide awoke counting C notes
You know, inhaling that fire smoke
No pen or pad, this murder I spoke
Then took an oath, that I could never go broke
Alive and high, I'm wide awoke counting C notes

[Verse 2]
I never had much but I wanted it all though
You gotta grind for something you want, that's something we all know
Made that way up out that hole, fuck being broke
Now I'm out on the rode, touching these C notes
Fucking these hoes, puffing this weed smoke
Everywhere I go, Imma' keep it real, just know
And you know, a n***a still getting it on the low
No time to fuck around, that money calling I gotta go, uh
I'm so addicted to getting it
No prescription can cure my sickness, palms itching for the paper
No mistaking, I came to get it, and I got it, right in my pocket
All benj's simply, I'm on a mission, I gotta get me
I ain't the type to walk around with my pockets empty
N***as out here slipping, and me I'm just living
I came for it all, so I plan to leave with plenty, you know

[Hook]