[HOOK]
I ain't selling no more nicks & no more dimes
I can't make that play it ain't a zip
You always in some bullsh*t all the time
Cause when you in the streets you never zip your lips
You always broke, & you wonder why
Cause you focused on everybody's chips
You need to stack yours & clear your mind
And sit back & mind your own business
[VERSE]
Don't worry about me cause i'm on my grind
I'm thinking of a million ways to get it
& I come from the bottom I ain't lying
I pray to God I come up on a mill ticket
They don't want to see a young n*gga shine
I don't really think they want to see me with it
But f*ck em' though, cause I be on my grind
& I'm a make sure that you see it when I get it
They hated on a n*gga, Traded on a n*gga
That b*tch she was impatient, ain't wait on a n*gga
Its all good, it just showed me that they wasn't official
I'm still that same n*gga, still that same n*gga
My name got bigger, name got bigger
But the kid official like stripes & a whistle
I'm chasing six figures, chasing six figures
I'm chasing six figures, chasing six figures
[HOOK]
I ain't selling no more nicks & no more dimes
I can't make that play it ain't a zip
You always in some bullsh*t all the time
Cause when you in the streets you never zip your lips
You always broke, & you wonder why
Cause you focused on everybody's chips
You need to stack yours & clear your mind
And sit back & mind your own business