It's a daily thing, not a we'll see maybe thing Yeah
We gonna turn up, ship is motherf*ckin sailin' Yeah
We celebrate the grind, and workin overtime
It's 24-seven, no clockin' in and out
Even if your people go to heaven, we out here ballin' now
I am made for this, some are fallin' out
GreatDaeg and AlexDubbs on the track
Ain't no way you lame f*cks finna f*ck with our bag
Don't forget the motherf*ckin' name
Because once I get the fame, cool cars and the chains
You won't be able to hit my line the same
So you better realize, you better stay in your lane
We gon' live it up, so f*ck the haters We gon' turn it up, smash the faders
We gon' throw it down, f*ck the wavers Turn the f*ck up, we makin' paper
We gon' live it up, so f*ck the haters We gon' turn it up, mash the faders
We gon' throw it down, f*ck the waivers Turn the f*ck up, we makin' paper
We makin' paper, yo, ridin' in that scraper low, I does the dude that make the gold
I need my stack up like Bigger Roll, fill my finger roll
With a bag of smoke, gotta bring em' rolled up, ain't got time for those
When I pull up, you better have that In a big bag, or a cash app
Or a PayPal, or a get hazmat And that's a dangerous substance
If I were you, kid, I'd get to hustle and bustlin
I need that cash
Money, I'm a fiend
Money is the motto until I R.I.P
I need that cash
Money and that green
Money is the motto until I R.I.P
We gon' live it up, so f*ck the haters We gon' turn it up, smash the faders
We gon' throw it down, f*ck the wavers Turn the f*ck up, we makin' paper
We gon' live it up, so f*ck the haters We gon' turn it up, smash the faders
We gon' throw it down, f*ck the wavers Turn the f*ck up, we makin' paper