[Intro]
Yeah. Hell Raiders Records
It's been a hell of a year

[Chorus]
All that talking I ain't with it
I was stacking while n***as was steady spending
On your knees man fuck all of that wishing
Get up n***a you know that it's time to get it
Get it. Get it. Get it
Gotta stay up on my mission
Young n***a. Hustling to get these Riches
Gotta stay up on my mission
Young n***a. Hustling to get these Riches

[Verse 1]
I done blew a lot of cash. Fucked a lot of bitches
Made a lot of bitches shake they ass
Ate a lot of Chicken
Drove around the country 2 times and I ain't get a ticket
Know I'm getting rich in due time and still don't fuck with n***as
Cashed a car from this year baby I'm only getting richer
Tried to kill me twice I'm in this bitch
I know that's haunting n***as
Found I got a daughter that's 6 but now I'm in the picture
Got the devil on me but shit
I don't believe in scriptures
I was six years old when I wanted that gold
Member I was sleeping on the floor now I never get cold
N***as talking bout I sold my soul but they never a know
Demons on me and we getting low heaven knock on my door
I done blew a lot of fucking cash
I done got a lot of enemies my n***as tote them fucking mags
Lost n***as that's friend to me cuz I done raised the fucking stats
Heard they plotting to get me if so my hittas on they ass

[Chorus]
All that talking I ain't with it
I was stacking while n***as was steady spending
On your knees man fuck all of that wishing
Get up n***a you know that it's time to get it
Get it. Get it. Get it
Gotta stay up on my mission
Young n***a. Hustling to get these Riches
Gotta stay up on my mission
Young n***a. Hustling to get these Riches
[Outro]
Damn, been a hell of year
Done lost a lot
But we done made a lot motherfucking more