[Verse 1]
Too much thinkin'
On top of that, I'm gettin' high and drinkin'
I'm floatin' on cloud 9, watchin' these n*ggas sinkin'
No blinkin', you blink too much, you lose your turn
Sleep is the cousin of death, you might as well pick your urn
I been talkin' my intentions, now it's time to go and do it
Take you were I come from, that influence on my music
Ain't no u-turns on this path, think before you choose it
Hold this autograph, come get your cash and try to use it
I came here unexpected, I'ma leave a legend
Brought up in this hell, how I'm breathin' heaven
I swear I fear I hear my n*ggas laughin while I'm ballin'
Woke up this mornin' the weed and alcohol callin'
Livin' that life of a mac, kickin' them hoes out off 'em
Ask 'em when they comin' back, knowin' that they done lost 'em
Hit them b*tches from the back, I ain't want all the talkin'
Don't be blown at my jack, flat-line on that cat

[Hook]
Let's get this money, then lets make it stack
Then let's make history, 'cause they can't take that back
Back to ballin' and spendin'
Runnin' up in these women, got a b*tch out the movie
Take a look how I'm livin'
And do you know what it took?
I take you back down the road, before the riches and b*tches
And the platinum and gold
I got it all from the work, no contract in my soul
I don't ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes

[Verse 2]
Heat up in the winter, so I'm cooler come the summer
We out here, gamblin' the ruger money sucker
PYT and all we up the cougar, I'ma crush her
And I always been a rebel, never been a cuffer
You just talk it, you don't does it
So all those who suffer, you so humble out in public
Computer make you tougher
I got Rosé by the bottle, b*tches by the car-load
6 or 7 new ones, I'm switchin' up the mob
B*tch I sleep in the Apollo, I'm always on stage
I should take my show to Broadway 'cause that hallway like a grave
Can't no b*tch get in my mind, so I know it's physical
I kick out the dimes, I think I'm invincible
I climbed to the top, now I'm pissin' off the pinnacle
I pray to God that I get rich, gettin' money spiritual
Diamond in my physicals, that's why I'ma stand out
You don't got your hand in, you just got you hand out (son)

[Hook]
Let's get this money, then lets make it stack
Then let's make history, 'cause they can't take that back
Back to ballin' and spendin'
Runnin' up in these women, got a b*tch out the movie
Take a look how I'm livin'
And do you know what it took?
I take you back down the road, before the riches and b*tches
And the platinum and gold
I got it all from the work, no contract in my soul
I don't ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes

I bomb back on them hoes [x4]