(Chorus: Z5Rookie)
Get up off your ass and get your money up
If you pocket watchin’ you can't hang with us
If you from the section you can bang with us
In the zone with the demons that gon’ let it buss
Get up off your ass and get your money up
If you pocket watchin’ you can't hang with us
If you from the section you can bang with us
In the zone with the demons that gon’ let it buss

(Verse 1: TwoTiime)
If you knew the things that I know, you’d be a dead one
The way she look me in my eyes, say she a virgin
I know she rubbin’ on my body cause I’m next up
I know I’m bound to be successful, just gotta wait now
Got me feeling like I’m Belly, bussin shots when it’s sunny
And if he talkin’ hot give him four shots to his belly
No remorse, that’s just how the streets raised me
(Uh)
No we don’t beef anymore
N***as talkin’ hot, then he gone
Fuck it, said I don’t beef anymore
Said I don’t really beef anymore
She know that I’m next up, I don’t need to impress her
You said you a gangsta, we might just have to test ya
So we might just have to test ya
So we might just have to test ya