[Intro]
n*ggas do all that hootin' and hollering it ain't about
Nothin'...
Hey dre
Been looking out on this sh*t n*gga
This sh*t slap...
See the goal is not too..
Hey, ya
[Verse 1]
See the goal is not too die and to make it to 25
I ain't gonna lie man I'm high all the time
Stimulate my mind but I'm chilling I'm doing fine
Yeah you're steady doing yours
My n*gga I'm doing mine
I can't take em all with me
They dead or they're doing time
f*ck a job sh*t I'd rather be doing crime
Living life the fast way
Get it till my last day
And sacrifice whatever to make it
The ski mask way
f*ck a sad face
Hop out with the mad face
Get mad hate they jealous
We stacking mad cake
We mad straight you battling with a bad day
I made it through the storm with no jacket
Dragging a bag away
Ay, f*ck what these n*ggas have to say
It's getting tricky
I prolly go buy a strap today
It's sad to say
But look at f*cking rap today
They need to get clapped today
It's rap today
[Chorus]
Yeah
There ain't no telling where we be at
You see us only clock the money they don't see that, ay
I'm kicking it where the g's at
And I ain't telling get the f*ck up out my beeswax
n*gga
There ain't no telling where we be at
You see us all about the money they don't see that, ay
I'm kicking it where the g's at
And I ain't telling get the f*ck up out my beeswax
[Verse 2]
It was me by myself and he ain't say sh*t
Stare me down and he got (spun?) like a b*tch
Off the rip
I handle my business I'm on my sh*t
Too legit
Blow out my brains if I ever quit
Suck a di*k
In splits I'm constantly talking sh*t
I bought a whip with my money I own it
So I can dip
Hit a lick
Whatever to eat imma get it quick
Steal this sh*t
Contest it and end up inside the pit
With the (crinch?)
That n*gga that don't be giving a sh*t
Give him sh*t
And all that can't see or get with the clicks
Since I was 6
Been writing delivering what I spit
It's the sickest been the wickedest quickest
Up in this b*tch
Imma trip on whoever whenever
I gotta lift
Stop a n*gga whole sh*t
For acting like I'm a b*tch
Real sh*t I only care about money and getting chips
I'm 26
By the time I hit 30 imma be rich, n*gga
[Chorus]
Yeah
There ain't no telling where we be at
You see us only clock the money they don't see that, ay
I'm kicking it where the g's at
And I ain't telling get the f*ck up out my beeswax
n*gga
There ain't no telling where we be at
You see us all about the money they don't see that, ay
I'm kicking it where the g's at
And I ain't telling get the f*ck up out my beeswax