[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Selling all these damn bricks, I might lose my mind
Ain't nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can't sacrifice this shit, you won't need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist 'cause I don't needs the time
Selling all these damn zips, I might lose my mind
Ain't nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can't sacrifice this shit, then you won't need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist 'cause I don't needs the time
[Verse 1: Blacc Zacc]
Ain't got no time, I'm impatient
For my neck and my bracelet
Slug [?] 31
Like I play for the Pacers
.223's, Reggie Miller
Stomp you in some Margielas
I got choppers, they're metal
I ain't worried 'bout my rebels
Basic bitch used to play me
Now I ball on the daily
And my bitches are dimes
But all my nines be my fragrance
I be styling and dripping
I be smoking and sipping
She be calling me, tripping
You watch your mouth, get some business
I got snow like Mount Everest
Got them cookies, my preference
[?] like the [?]
Got rich and they jealous
Get [?] from Benjis
And Ferraris and Bentleys
Gotta walk with extensions
'Cause one day, they might tempt me
56 to a quarter-P
Young nigga got the recipe
Hundred rounds on the .223
Chopper kick like Bruce Lee
Chopper hit like Bruce Wayne
Oh, they mad 'cause I do my thing
JJ gone and still bring pain
Trapping the rap game, no Cain
Selling all these damn bricks, I might lose my mind
Ain't nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can't sacrifice this shit, you won't need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist 'cause I don't needs the time
Selling all these damn zips, I might lose my mind
Ain't nobody gave me shit, I had to grind, grind, grind
You can't sacrifice this shit, then you won't need your shine
Fuck it, will flip my whole wrist 'cause I don't needs the time
[Verse 1: Blacc Zacc]
Ain't got no time, I'm impatient
For my neck and my bracelet
Slug [?] 31
Like I play for the Pacers
.223's, Reggie Miller
Stomp you in some Margielas
I got choppers, they're metal
I ain't worried 'bout my rebels
Basic bitch used to play me
Now I ball on the daily
And my bitches are dimes
But all my nines be my fragrance
I be styling and dripping
I be smoking and sipping
She be calling me, tripping
You watch your mouth, get some business
I got snow like Mount Everest
Got them cookies, my preference
[?] like the [?]
Got rich and they jealous
Get [?] from Benjis
And Ferraris and Bentleys
Gotta walk with extensions
'Cause one day, they might tempt me
56 to a quarter-P
Young nigga got the recipe
Hundred rounds on the .223
Chopper kick like Bruce Lee
Chopper hit like Bruce Wayne
Oh, they mad 'cause I do my thing
JJ gone and still bring pain
Trapping the rap game, no Cain
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