Just Another Day Nines

[Hook]
It's just another day on the strip
Can't afford to slip suttin, gotta stays on my hip
Cah it's just another day on the strip
All the mandem posted up on the block chatting shit
Cah it's just another day on the strip
There's other places I'd rather be, but I gotta flip
Yo it's just another day on the strip
It's just another day on the strip

[Verse 1]
I'm getting closer to my dreams
I got fans but I still get noticed by the fiends
All my money's straight, it's hard to tell who's real or who's love is fake
I spend my profit on straps while them niggas were cutting shapes
Now I'm getting paper from showbiz
All this money this I'm getting never changed me, being broke did
Half my niggas in pen so the clique;s smaller
Big baller, Money Mitch aura, but I ain't Rich Porter
Millions of views, still flying birds everyday
Who the fuck wants to live a normal life anyway?
I'm balling, feeling like Jim Jones
Big stones all around my neck like Wilma from Flintstones
My whips from Germany, my chick is Brazilian
My wrist is in Switzerland, my slippers are leather skin
My ting will have you flying through a wall like Casper
Driving big rentals, probably can't afford a Astra