10k

I just want the bag for the love I give
Still want the fans for the rebels 'round here
10K for the moves
We done made with the crew
10K for the moves (Ten)
Civil war is en-route (War)
Get your money
'Cause you know just how it gets (Money)
Stay low
When they come shooting for your head (Come shoot)
Keep your money on your pocket not your wrist (Watch your pocket)
Gotta know your heart
Know your heart like your ends (Know your soul)
Get your money 'cause you know just how it gets (Get ya bag)
(Ya-ya)
Stay low when they come shooting for your head (Coast, prrr)
(Ya-ya)
Keep your money on your pocket not your wrist (Pocket)
(Ya-ya)
Gotta know your heart, know your heart like your ends

(Yeah, yeah)
Show me the love, show me the love
Before I put these 10K slugs up on my gums
Before I'm recognised by the who's who on the up
Show me that I'm really the gold you found in the dust
Show me your heartbeat
Show me your love bleeds
Show me the money that you promised me
Before we got poppin'
Cause now you really can't stop me
If 10K is too much then step away from it
Last chances ain't my cup of tea
I can't stand it
I'm worth a milli but a fraction's what you can't sanction
Us indie artists need it more than cats who signed bro
No middle-men, we speak direct
That's how we man manage
My rap's classic, I'm the go-to guy for mad anthems
I'm the guy your go-to guy go to for mad magic
Iverson, minimal practise, with the mean basket
The new addition to the Jackson's with a clean jacket

I just want the bag for the love I give (Bag)
Still want the fans for the rebels 'round here (Get ya bag)
10K for the moves (Ten)
We done made with the crew (Shoot)
10K for the moves (Ten)
Civil war is en-route (War)
Get your money 'cause you know just how it gets (Money)
(Ya-ya)
Stay low when they come shooting for your head (Come shoot)
(Ya-ya)
Keep your money on your pocket not your wrist (Watch your pocket)
(Ya-ya)
Gotta know your heart know your heart like your ends (Know your soul)
(Ya-ya, ya)
Get your money 'cause you know just how it gets (Get ya bag)
(Ya-ya)
Stay low when they come shooting for your head (Coast, prrr)
(Ya-ya)
Keep your money on your pocket not your wrist (Get ya pocket)
(Ya-ya, ya)
Gotta know your heart, know your heart like your ends

Yeah, yeah
I just want the bag, I want the baggy, yeah (I want the baggy)
Pockets lookin' fat, like I'm Eddie (Like I'm Eddie)
It's a nutty profession, the collection, I am ready (I am ready)
After paying debts then we finesse 'em with the Remy (With the Remy)
Decimals, the commas and the power
That's the memo (That's the memo)
If you stack it taller than a tower, that's your ammo (Stack it, stack it)
Just always remember it don't come before the famo (For the famo)
But it comes before the fun
But it's always on the menu (On the menu)
Criss-cross (Crack)
I jump to the loot
I ain't never bought a wristwatch (Bought a wrist-watch)
Keep it to myself
You ain't opening my fist up (No no no, no)
I ain't handshaking
You can only get a fist bump (Fist)
We working so we build
I don't work to get a b*tch drunk (B*tch)
I know just how he feel
I don't mind being a misfit (Misfit)
You heard that he gon' pay
I don't mind being on his shit (Sh*t)
You know that we don't pray
We just grind making hits (Hits)
With the hope that they gon' pay
Peace of mind on a wish-list (Wish)
B*tch
Yeah, ooh, yeah
I just want the, I want the baggy
(I just, yeah, I just want the bag)
I just want the, I want the baggy
(Yeah)