Turn the tens into benjamins, no, we not friends, this is business I be setting trends, they be looking like "What fit is this?" Still the same kid from last year but now they listenin' All this drip on me, boy, you know they finna mimic it A-A-Ay, McCoy Turn the tens into benjamins, no, we not friends, this is business I be setting trends, they be looking like "What fit is this?" Still the same kid from last year but now they listenin' All this drip on me, boy, you know they finna mimic it And then we talkin' money, I'm tryna know how we gettin' it Boy, that wave is over, everybody been forgettin' it I just stack that dough, everybody do not look like this You be at your home, on the couch, still sittin' in I see the snakes to cut their face, I was the last up in the Wraith On they ass, she used to chase, now for the bag, they can't relate I know my mama deserve them bands and I know my girl deserve a bracelet I know my dad deserve a Jag or somethin' but all I get is hatred That's why I can't sit here complacent, yeah, I'm always workin', they hatin' My grandma died, my aunty died, I'm sittin' here worried 'bout money I'm makin' I look in the eyes with devils every day and hell nah, I ain't shaken Because my soul is in the pride and, yeah, on my life, I gotta make it Yeah, eyes on the money, know that I'ma take it The guapo keep comin' and they gon' keep hatin' I'ma stay winnin', they gon' have to face it Ten toes down, know the gang ain't changin' I been going town for town, been seeing different places Makin' blue faces, my mama drivin' where the bank is And I'ma make it work til' I'm almost faintin' My wallet's in the basement, now I'm money chasin' Turn the tens into benjamins, no, we not friends, this is business I be setting trends, they be looking like "What fit is this?" Still the same kid from last year but now they listenin' All this drip on me, boy, you know they finna mimic it