[Hook]
I’m playing with time
Fuck her for hours then hop in the shower
Now back to this plan of mine
Back to the money man
Back to the power, boy
I’m just saying sometime it’s not bout the money
It’s not bout the power
It’s just that you watching the grind
Watch and forget it
We louder than crickets, you get it?

[Verse 1]
Too many hoes in the circle
I get away from the circle
I think with my mind and not my dick
It’s my purpose
And you better not show your face if you get nervous
Some of my n***as is surgeons
Back up in Memphis, the city close curtains
I give no care bout you n***as I work
Tryna move out to the fuckin suburb-ans
Come out the enterance
Plottin the vengeance
My flow is ridiculous
They watching my image
They speakin my language
But cannot compare me
My shit is so sacred
You cannot come near me
They know what’s up man
My n***as be up and my city be up
And the energy be up
Literally bruh
Ain't many out here that's fuckin wit us
And they know what's up

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Too many n***as, I don’t care though
The n***as off and they hate when you on
I pull up, money
And outie, I'm gone
I pull up, fuck her
She outie, she on
Pass me my coat
It’s snowin, I'm iced out
I already know
Pass me my phone
Too many notifications alone
Too many hoes
I just date and move on
Damn