Rocky Future

[Chorus]
Getting to the money, hustle like I ain't got no money
Even if I fall, I'm gonna land on a bed of hundreds
I know something, mama's life will never flourish
I swear to Lord, I just left the bank
Hungry for more, wearin' designer galore
Drink up to the floor, Rocky Balboa
And I got this fight in me, Rocky Balboa
And I'mma keep ridin' shit, Rocky Balboa

[Verse 1]
Give me a set of keys or a melody and I'll go crazy
I'm blowin' trees in my fatees ain't no Fugazzi
Even in them A1's I'm sure I got the same bipolar
The super charger going stupid hard, now I'm pullin' up in the drops homie
You ain't never been this high
Good thing I got, I'mma own me a car lot
Spit fire to the studio, just like a trap spot, I've been fly
Ask cop guy, no lie
Went from getting a house bust to bustin' a stadium
Only take a day off, getting them Benjamins
Runnin' this trick, I'm runnin' up in the mills
It ain't low key and that's new lingo, new millennium
I'mma spit a verse, I drew my 10 and i don't take this life for granted
Blood sweat and tears ain't just happening
I'm a free band nigga with a plan