Working 0-24 everyday I'm ballin'
I have to calm my nerves, green twisted, guacamole
Too many wicked nights, on the streets with my brodies
Until we got them notes in hand, sorry, I'm not sorry
We used to pack it stack it then they grab it, know the story
Like lock stock, two smoking barrels, locked and loaded
Lotta girls but no time, no love, this ginding had me lonely
Stutime, checked in, too calm, too cozy
But I be like, leave the streets from now, done with flippin' packs
It's just fuck you pay me for them bars, where's money at?
You can try to scam me, pussy boy, watch how I react
This bitch want my chips, I cut her off, I fill like Johnny Depp
Now we goin' hard
Get that dough
Hope them boys get off them roads
Slow and smart
Heads get low
Aint no way we stayin' broke
Free my dawg
Cash and dope
Euros dollas foreign notes
Push the start
Did the show
Nah, fuck that
Doin' graveyard shifts till we wake up in the bank
Bitch, too much gas that is not an empty tank
Everyday eatin' good, full table for the gang
Rollin' up that good shit, sippin' on my drink