Uh, yeah, uh, yeah Uh, yeah, uh, yeah Uh, yeah, uh, yeah Uh, yeah, uh, yeah Wait a minute, get it how you live it Ten toes in when we standin' on business I'm a big stepper, underground methods Top-notch hoes get the most, not the lesser (The most, not the lesser) Straight terror, product of your errors Pushing culture, baby, got that product you can't measure (Got that product you can't measure) Trendsetter, the one who get her wetter Swervin' while I'm bumpin' Project Pat, uh Yeah, rollin' through the city with the big dogs Fuck the laws, lawyer with me, we ain't gotta call Celly on silent, but the product end up hella loud That's how you make the money pile for everyone involved And if you don't deserve a cut, then we gon' cut 'em off (Cut 'em off) My barber got me looking proper every single time Fresh fade, gettin' faded on that top grade No, you ain't walkin' out alive smokin' what we on And you know I gotta pour it for the ones who gone (Gone) R.I.P., it's in your memory, we carry on When I die, they will not bury me, not what I want Burn my body, pour my ashes in a river, y'all That's how we knowin' that the flow about to carry on See, immortality's a fallacy, I prove 'em wrong The southern family gon' carry me to way beyond Anything you've ever known, anything you've done They ask me, "How you be like this?" (Huh? What?) "How you live like this?" (What? What? What?) Why you woried 'bout it, ho? Get up off my dick (Get up off my dick) Get up out the way (Get up out the way) What you think this is? (What you think this is?) No, we ain't worried 'bout it, ho, watch me skrrt the whip They ask me, "How you get like this?" (Huh? What?) "How you live like this?" (Huh? What?) Why you worried 'bout it, ho? Get up off my dick (Get up off my dick) Get up out the way (Get up out the way) What you think this is? (What you think this is?) No, we ain't worried 'bout you, ho, watch me skrrt the whip, yeah Yeah, swervin', movin' to the money like it's urgent Hands on guy, so I'm in it like a surgeon (Like a surgeon) Uh, the skin colour like the bourbon A worldwide sign that we face closed curtains (Closed curtains) Out here, yo, nothin' ever certain Only thing that's promised is that promises are broken (That promises are broken) Yeah, so we findin' ways to cope then Only thing I'm breaking is her back with the motions (Ooh) Yeah, baby girl, bring out the goodies, snuck it in inside her hoodie Now we turnin' up to boogie, yeah In school, I used to fight the bullies, now I'm fightin' with the law Guess some things don't leave you fully (Yes, sir) They try and push me, then they try and pull me Bet I will not budge, if you doubt it, then just call my bookie And my bookie takin' bets Prophesise a profit when you know what's comin' next like ooh Yeah, baby girl, bring out the goodies, snuck it in inside her hoodie Now we turnin' up to boogie, yeah In school, I used to fight the bullies, now I'm fightin' with the law Guess some things don't leave you fully They try and push me, then they try and pull me Bet I will not budge, if you doubt it, then just call my bookie And my bookie takin' bets Prophesise a profit when you know what's comin' next like uh Money on my mind, we gon' run it up See what you gon' find, baby, push your luck We been on the grind, we been gettin' up We ain't got the time for you fuckin' bums Money on my mind, we gon' run it up