Yo, it's Lands Shout out to my nigga Pa on the mixtape Home city, you know what I'm saying Right now man's on that lil banger plan, but it's nothing My nigga's got the boys out of the street You know You know You know You know You know what time it is C-O-V to the fucking world bro I ain't never cut corners I behold powers, made it shower pon a pagan We did it, don't look at me I was out here burnin' Clout Father of the weak who let the hype overtake 'till the meet Shells Drowned in the wave Sweet boy, you don't want get slaughter Barber, cut a boy mask like Smokey Charger on plug, pussy overcharge me Hillset pon the frontlines many hours frontline K, didn't ya put the K in kawaller Many armed force, never lacked no artillery W Finesse, all fall Man so wavy Hooded dark animal who took your lady L Lick anybody down for the verbal ay African boy tryna make it ay Anybody down for the verbal ay Gambian brudda tryna make it You man are wrong Only the money I'm piling up Only the money I'm piling up Yeah, anywhere I go yeah Only the money I'm piling up Only the money I'm piling up Yeah, anywhere I go Only the money I'm piling up Fuck all the money I'm riding out Yeah, anywhere I go yeah Only the money I'm riding out Only the money I'm riding out Yeah, anywhere I go