[Produced by Red On the Beat]
[Hook]
When you’re built this tough whose gonna help when times get rough
When you're built this tough whose gonna help when times get rough (Red on the beat)
[Verse 1]
I'm the last of my kind they don’t make 'em like trip no more
I'ma be the same nigga rich or poor
I'm just tryna get it like Richard Porter
How I really make my ends have yet to be reported
I am finally free I do what I wanna
I answer to nobody because I'm my own employer
Looking back at how I did it yeah I could have done it smarter
But if's a big word so it's on to tomorrow
And my baby’s getting taller she need new clothes
My momma here she gotta watch her glucose
I got more guns i'm more paranoid
Dunno who to trust yeah everybody suspect
All I want is success close to saying fuck this
Then I got a phone call from somebody that cut checks yes yes
No tears for the wounded deer in the wild
When the wolves get hungry, never trust a smile
One hunnid two hunnid nine hunnid thou
Never mind me im just counting out loud
Put some money in the bank 'stead of checking my account Like its Instagram or twitter I just marvel at my figure
Like I'm looking in the mirror I'm like damn I'm getting bigger
Is it true that money starts to alter your appearance?
Lack of privacy it was the cost to how I'm living
Bitch I'm strapped pray I never have to kill a nigga with it
Duffel bag stuffed with lots of cash I try not to brag
Dead presidents inside that’s a body bag
Ain't that something else?
Cold blooded bitch I bet I can make her melt
I been cheating on you baby I’ve been seeing someone else
I'm at the bank everyday tryna see what I got left
I'm in the safe everyday but ima keep that to myself
You built this tough then nobody ever helps
I just sip a bit of truth and it heals all my welps
If I been waiting on a label I would still be on the shelf
No jeweler for me I don’t follow any trends
Bout to gather up a hunnid tryna buy a sprinter van
Patient at the table hoping for a winning hand
And if not ima play it through until they deal again and again
If my fortune ain't as fly as Peter Pan
I need double 'cuz i'm paying more than half to Uncle Sam
Goddamn !
[Hook]
When you’re built this tough whose gonna help when times get rough
When you're built this tough whose gonna help when times get rough (Red on the beat)
[Verse 1]
I'm the last of my kind they don’t make 'em like trip no more
I'ma be the same nigga rich or poor
I'm just tryna get it like Richard Porter
How I really make my ends have yet to be reported
I am finally free I do what I wanna
I answer to nobody because I'm my own employer
Looking back at how I did it yeah I could have done it smarter
But if's a big word so it's on to tomorrow
And my baby’s getting taller she need new clothes
My momma here she gotta watch her glucose
I got more guns i'm more paranoid
Dunno who to trust yeah everybody suspect
All I want is success close to saying fuck this
Then I got a phone call from somebody that cut checks yes yes
No tears for the wounded deer in the wild
When the wolves get hungry, never trust a smile
One hunnid two hunnid nine hunnid thou
Never mind me im just counting out loud
Put some money in the bank 'stead of checking my account Like its Instagram or twitter I just marvel at my figure
Like I'm looking in the mirror I'm like damn I'm getting bigger
Is it true that money starts to alter your appearance?
Lack of privacy it was the cost to how I'm living
Bitch I'm strapped pray I never have to kill a nigga with it
Duffel bag stuffed with lots of cash I try not to brag
Dead presidents inside that’s a body bag
Ain't that something else?
Cold blooded bitch I bet I can make her melt
I been cheating on you baby I’ve been seeing someone else
I'm at the bank everyday tryna see what I got left
I'm in the safe everyday but ima keep that to myself
You built this tough then nobody ever helps
I just sip a bit of truth and it heals all my welps
If I been waiting on a label I would still be on the shelf
No jeweler for me I don’t follow any trends
Bout to gather up a hunnid tryna buy a sprinter van
Patient at the table hoping for a winning hand
And if not ima play it through until they deal again and again
If my fortune ain't as fly as Peter Pan
I need double 'cuz i'm paying more than half to Uncle Sam
Goddamn !
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