[Chorus: Money Man]
I see you in the gym in them tights, tryna get right
My partner bought a BIN off a site, he tryna get right (Alawais)
We just tryna run a million up and then go live life
Tomorrow ain't promised, we hustle midnight to midnight
I got a bustdown, pounds get bust down
Packages touch down, thank God we up now
[Post-Chorus: Money Man]
I see you workin' them glutes, tryna get your shape together
I see you gettin' them facials, tryna get your skin together
At first I had lost hope, I had to get myself together
But I can't be weak, it ain't no foldin' under pressure
[Verse 1: Money Man]
I eat a 'shroom and go to God knows where
These rappers trash as fuck, they gon' lead you to nowhere
I used to go re-up in the middle of nowhere
No homies, could've slayed me and left a nigga right there
Fuck you niggas know 'bout your kids crying and hungry but you broke?
Fuck you niggas know 'bout goin' to sleep on the trap spot floor?
They said I was burn out, so I had to switch up my flow
They said that them boys was watchin', so I switched up my grow
No, this ain't no regular ARP, this here this a micro
ATF had blew the door and they ain't find a microbe
When she walked inside my crib, the Dior slippers, Dior robe
We ain't tryna jam ourselves so we gon' talk in Morse code
Found so many glitches, they gon' last a nigga a lifetime
Sources on the west, they gon' give a nigga a pipeline
'Bout to take this shit worldwide, it's the right time
We don't wait 'til night, we'll spin in the daytime
I see you in the gym in them tights, tryna get right
My partner bought a BIN off a site, he tryna get right (Alawais)
We just tryna run a million up and then go live life
Tomorrow ain't promised, we hustle midnight to midnight
I got a bustdown, pounds get bust down
Packages touch down, thank God we up now
[Post-Chorus: Money Man]
I see you workin' them glutes, tryna get your shape together
I see you gettin' them facials, tryna get your skin together
At first I had lost hope, I had to get myself together
But I can't be weak, it ain't no foldin' under pressure
[Verse 1: Money Man]
I eat a 'shroom and go to God knows where
These rappers trash as fuck, they gon' lead you to nowhere
I used to go re-up in the middle of nowhere
No homies, could've slayed me and left a nigga right there
Fuck you niggas know 'bout your kids crying and hungry but you broke?
Fuck you niggas know 'bout goin' to sleep on the trap spot floor?
They said I was burn out, so I had to switch up my flow
They said that them boys was watchin', so I switched up my grow
No, this ain't no regular ARP, this here this a micro
ATF had blew the door and they ain't find a microbe
When she walked inside my crib, the Dior slippers, Dior robe
We ain't tryna jam ourselves so we gon' talk in Morse code
Found so many glitches, they gon' last a nigga a lifetime
Sources on the west, they gon' give a nigga a pipeline
'Bout to take this shit worldwide, it's the right time
We don't wait 'til night, we'll spin in the daytime
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