(and go to work)

(she like... keep goin' but it)

(tryna see if she can)

I always gon' get some money first

And you need to leave these streets alone and go to work

She like baby don't stop keep goin' but it hurt

I just took a RP I'm tryna see if she can squirt

I might hit the word (?) sweet set up shop and get the work

That choppa jump back like harden

when it shoot you gon' hurt

Smokin' all kinda flavors til a nigga lungs hurt

Hit Saks Fifth and dip all I needed was some shirts

I'm sippin' lean smokin' cookie out the pack

I done had some broke nights I ain't never goin' back

I'm still having the shit that you niggas never had

You the type of nigga who be tappin' in for grabs

I gave my dog the cut he be tappin' in with hands

This juice on my ass tryna take a nigga down

Them features ain't cheap it's gon' cost you by a pound

It's business in your way (?) if you see me in your town

3AM I'm doing a cool 65 down the mile

It's always the workers talking bout that shit around

Niggas can't come around if they ain't bringin' to the table

A&Rs on my ass watching me like I'm cable

If I grab my AR ain't nobody that can save you

Shit I'm still juugin' I ain't thinkin' bout the label

If everybody eatin' we gon' bring it to the table

Shit that I was taught most these niggas can't relate to

I always gon' get some money first

And you need to, ay, and go to work

She like... keep goin' but it

I just I'm tryna see if she can

I might hit the word (?) sweet set up shop and get the work