Digits lyrics

[Hook]
All I wanted was them digits
Stacking money to the limits
In this sh*t like Pusha-T
Ship a key, like this sh*t was my religion
f*ck calling shots, Imma hit em
Double choppers for ambition
Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y’all with my intuition
All I wanted was em digits
Don’t f*ck with nobody, I’m with it
In this sh*t like Pusha-T, ship a key
sh*t’s survival of the fittest
f*ck calling shots Imma hit em
Double choppers for ambition
Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y’all with my intuition

[Verse 1]
Out of of this motherf*cking planet
At it fully automatic
Chase the paper like an addict
I came from nothing, I ain’t had sh*t
I never crack when I hustle
Sipping this Ac until I’m muddled
Weapon of mass destruction, oh don’t f*ck with me
You get your ass in the duffel
Blowing up, blowing up, blowing up
Everybody better know whassup
Blank face, I ain’t showing love
Aim it at you, make you open up
High out the motherf*cking ceiling top
f*ck your feelings, I ain’t feeling y’all
Money got me on my old ways:
Iif I ain’t got it Imma steal it all
‘Cause I don’t need nothing at all
This money the motherf*cking law
I keep the racks in the duffel
I do not touch the withdrawal
Workin, I’m workin, I get it
Earn it, I splurge when I spend it
I’m only servin the base
Motherf*ck serving a sentence
Oh, I only feel good with this money
Only feel good with these riches
Y’all cannot hold down these b*tches
Acting like she all committed, cuz oh you don’t know how we did it
Y’all don’t know sh*t about me
Why are you giving advice
If yall ain’t doing been these numbers
Then how are you living this life, say it
[Hook]
All I wanted was them digits
Stacking money to the limits
In this sh*t like Pusha-T
Ship a key, like this sh*t was my religion
f*ck calling shots, Imma hit em
Double choppers for ambition
Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y’all with my intuition
All I wanted was em digits
Don’t f*ck with nobody, I’m with it
In this sh*t like Pusha-T, ship a key
sh*t’s survival of the fittest
f*ck calling shots Imma hit em
Double choppers for ambition
Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y’all with my intuition

[v2]
Back wit the business I needed the pay
Actavis sippin, I’m easing the pain
I’m the only one who with it
Holding this sh*t down when everybody giving up
Ain’t nobody ever listen
Ain’t nobody ever give a f*ck
I don’t know how this happened
I was out skipping classes
Told me the only way Imma make it out of this city’s sitting in a casket
Keep it savage with em b*tches
They ain’t f*ckin’ with us when we ain’t done had sh*t
I did what I did, when i whip it
Wrist wicked like it’s Magick, woah
This check be the Book of the Law
Bank balance like the courthouse
Y’all was all tryna f*ck with me
Now y’all screaming mission abort now
I need me more of this money
I need me more of these riches
Foreign whip with the loaded
I go to war for these digits
Woah, swerving on em when I’m high as f*ck
Pop a perky I ain’t high enough
Making money off this dumb sh*t
None of y’all ever done sh*t
Didn’t wanna f*ck yo b*tch
She sucking on this di*k cuz she don’t feel ya bullsh*t
Hitting up Goldman and Sachs going “ratatatat”
Peeling back with em bullets
[Hook]
All I wanted was them digits
Stacking money to the limits
In this sh*t like Pusha-T
Ship a key, like this sh*t was my religion
f*ck calling shots, Imma hit em
Double choppers for ambition
Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y’all with my intuition
All I wanted was em digits
Don’t f*ck with nobody, I’m with it
In this sh*t like Pusha-T, ship a key
sh*t’s survival of the fittest
f*ck calling shots Imma hit em
Double choppers for ambition
Grip the pistol I be blindly shooting all of y’all with my intuition