Yeah I got money on my mind I got money on the line Y'all ain't really 'bout the grind I been doing this for time I ain't fucking with the blind I been leaving them behind Want me dead at twenty-five But I'm really still alive I got money on my mind Too much money on the line Too much shit been on my plate And they [?] I ain't fucking with the blind I been leaving them behind Want me dead at twenty-five But I'm really still alive Still alive, more alive than I ever been Counting hundred bands with my hands till my head is spent Just to numb the pain [?] We are not the same [?] I ain't settling For nothing less [?] playing chess Tryna tell me how to do it, you ain't done to save your breath Always looking for what's next, always plotting out the steps Always paying off the debts, always quick to cut the checks And I always been the baddest since I been [?] and I Couldn't see it 'cause my vision clouded, now I Wanna shine like a star up in the night sky I been on a mission and it's once in a lifetime Yeah, sick of sideline sitting-in-lining Like I would never find my rhythm But who I'm kidding? Can't nobody touch these flows Blow a hundred like it's nothing, that's the life I chose, yeah I got money on my mind I got money on the line Y'all ain't really 'bout the grind I been doing this for time I ain't fucking with the blind I been leaving them behind Want me dead at twenty-five But I'm really still alive I got money on my mind Too much money on the line Too much shit been on my plate And they [?] I ain't fucking with the blind I been leaving them behind Want me dead at twenty-five But I'm really still alive Look, yo I got M's like McDonald's arches Call me the plug, I know they wanna pull me out the socket Driving [?] mode in a Range going autopilot Had to put the work in then I blew up like a bottle rocket [?] PJ on a PJ out to Bali Nasty said he need a feature, let me GPS the addy I got this in my palm like those trees they got in Cali Body every instrumental, eat the beat up like [?] So you don't gotta ask whose cannon is hottest Are you the king if your city if you leave half of them starving? Keep my youngin round me just so we can add up the profit I leave impressions, I don't do 'em, that's for Affion Crockett I don't even need a scope for going after my target I could be blindfolded drunk and I'ma clap 'em regardless So much drip on me, I went from a tap to a faucet My bros know if there's a problem then they have to go solve it, it's Merk I got money on my mind I got money on the line Y'all ain't really 'bout the grind I been doing this for time I ain't fucking with the blind I been leaving them behind Want me dead at twenty-five But I'm really still alive I got money on my mind Too much money on the line Too much shit been on my plate And they [?] I ain't fucking with the blind I been leaving them behind Want me dead at twenty-five But I'm really still alive Hundred pack every six days, that's magic (real talk) 1.5 for the deal, now who's laughing? (Who's that?) Bet twenty plus twenty boy just to match it She a good bitch, don't fuck chicks who ratchet Young boy, but my cake like I'm sixty I don't gotta let off a shot, keep three with me I booked it [?] I do not repeat myself, we say it twice You a man in your city but your city looks starving Dirty bell hearings and a handful of pardons This just feel like Jordan, Pippen and Rodman Imagine the biggest you can then think larger Benzes all black, the beamer wore blue Cadillac off white, my old school new Hah, it's easy to keep faking Said it's your time but we still here waiting I got money on my mind I got money on the line Y'all ain't really 'bout the grind I been doing this for time I ain't fucking with the blind I been leaving them behind Want me dead at twenty-five But I'm really still alive I got money on my mind Too much money on the line Too much shit been on my plate And they [?] I ain't fucking with the blind I been leaving them behind Want me dead at twenty-five But I'm really still alive