{Chorus}
I been chasing money I got used to it
I got people down I got used to it
For my Brodie’s I hold it down ya I’m used to it
Driving foreign cars this sh*t new to me, just give a n*gga some time I’ll get used to it
Family going through some sh*t this ain’t new to me
Got to get through with it. Can’t let it take me off my grind
Time is money so I can’t let them waste my time
{Verse}
As a young n*gga growing up, nobody really showed me love
They talked down on me so bad they thought that I was giving
But they didn't know they motivated me to stack my money up
Don’t give a f*ck about you blaming me but I'm not changing up
A lot of n*ggas turned they back
When I told them bout my vision
Got to make it to the top. Don’t know how to but ima Wing it
In a coupe with all these demons. Lord knows them n*ggas be sinning
Can’t let them n*ggas take me. My family need me i know it
I hate my life but don’t show it. Cause I know it getting better
Can’t tell the fakness from real. It’s feels the same if you ask me
I’m painting pictures from pain, this sh*t so deep u can see it
My heart turnt cold in the winter. That bit so numb I can’t feel it
{Chorus}
I been chasing money I got used to it
I got people down I got used to it. For my Brodie’s I hold it down ya I’m used to it
Driving foreign cars this sh*t new to me, just give a n*gga some time I’ll get used to it
Family going through some sh*t this ain’t new to me. Got to get through with it
Can’t let it take me off my grind. Time is money so I can’t let them waste my time