(Yeah) wait, still got thick money in my stone washed jeans
And it's still a bit funny that you think you know me
I been adamant at it for too damn long, it's a habit
Forbade the fruit that I'm grabbin', feel like I'm Adam or Eve
And I just happen to be, a one of one, doing numbers
Get ten to two in my slumber, my fuckin' drive like a Hummer
Uh huh, I done it again and again, I'm guessing they gettin' it
In fact, I woke up yesterday to second grade teacher checkin' in
Checkin' details off of my email, like a substitute
I'll be there even if she bail, really love her too
A ton or two up on my shoulders, carried like a backpack
Fuck you running for? Afford a fraction like a tax brack-
Ask that silly shit again and you get smacked back
Capping ass lil' rappers always acting like they catch packs
Woke up couple hours late, a hunnid hit my telephone
I got shit to do today, there's barely time to tell 'em no
But still got thick money in my stone washed jeans
And it's still a bit funny that you think you know me
I been adamant at it for too damn long, it's a habit
Forbade the fruit that I'm grabbin', feel like I'm Adam or Eve
And I just happen to be, a one of one, doing numbers
Get ten to two in my slumber, my fuckin' drive like a Hummer
Uh huh, I done it again and again, I'm guessing they gettin' it
In fact, I woke up yesterday to second grade teacher checkin' in
Yeah, oh yeah, huh
I woke up yesterday to second grade teacher checkin' in, wassup?
Looks like I done it again and again, I'm guessing they gettin' it