Yeah (yeah)

I left my mama crib when I was fifteen

With big plans and big dreams (big dreams)

Slept on floors 'til I made me some dough

And everything I learnt along the way is history (history)

As a child, I got hooked on drugs

Hooked on showin' the hood love

Got hooked on drums, ain't no tom drum

Dad was a deadbeat

Stepdad nearly beat mom dead, to get his ass is a necessity

When I see him, its gon' be a stampede

Shoot him in his back, put the streets in a frenzy

This my plan A, only bitches do plan B's

Pray to God, let's get this money with melodies

I changed my ways, I'm sober now

Octobers getting colder now

Bitches get bigger lips like a swollen mouth

I'ma make it all work out

I need my bread and the crumbs, I need my foreigns loud, mm

Is you with me or what?

Can you feel me? Can you tell what is what?

Can you tell that I ain't makin' this up?

Can you see it in my eyes? I already seen enough (I already seen enough)

(Wouh) And if you hate me, so what?

I got a baddie that can't wait to get touched

Already know enough people that are fakin' their love

So you don't worry me at all (you don't worry me at all)

We count bands 'til the sun is up, laugh 'til the sun is up

Go to sleep only when the sun is up

In a Benz 'til the sun is up, faster than everyone

Got money on my mind

We count bands 'til the sun is up, laugh 'til the sun is up

Go to sleep only when the sun is up

In a Benz 'til the sun is up, faster than everyone

Got money on my mind

We count bands 'til the sun is up, laugh 'til the sun is up

Go to sleep only when the sun is up

In a Benz 'til the sun is up, faster than everyone

Got money on my mind

We count bands 'til the sun is up, laugh 'til the sun is up

Go to sleep only when the sun is up

In a Benz 'til the sun is up, faster than everyone

Got money on my mind