All the Time
I get profits, I make comeups all the time
20's, 50's, 100's, I got money all the time
I'm running through that money like I'm running out of time
I get to the money, I gotta survive
I'm down for the come up, bitch, I'm on the rise
Ayy, I won't let nobody try to take mine
Ayy, I'm puttin' all the bullshit to the side
People gettin' in the way, I don't got time to waste
I wake up every single day, takin' trips to the bay
Everybody tryna hate, I don't care how you feel
You was reachin' for a plate, I ain't givin' free meals
Bitch, I'm the best, I ain't takin' no rest, I'ma get into these checks, yeah
Bitch, ain't you know it's Young Ev, I ain't know it, bitch, you know I'm up next, yeah
Don't nobody got no bars, far as that goes, I get respect
Gotta get it, there's no limits, I'ma go to Cali, I'ma fuck up the West
There's levels, y'all ain't in my grade, I'm puttin' rappers in the grave
I be out here makin' plays, let my name do ain't wait
Since a youngin', I'm the same, same shit, different days
Only thing that might've changed is I been out here gettin' paid
Ten, twenty, fifties, I count hundreds all the time
I get profits, I make come-ups all the time
Twenties, fifties, hundreds, I count money all the time
I'm runnin' through that money like I'm runnin' out of time
Ten, twenty, fifties, I count hundreds all the time
I get profits, I make come-ups all the time
Twenties, fifties, hundreds, I count money all the time
I'm runnin' through that money like I'm runnin' out of time
I get to the money, I gotta survive, ayy
I'm down for the come up, bitch, I'm on the rise, ayy
I won't let nobody try to take mine, ayy
I'm puttin' all the bullshit to the side, ayy
I got lots a Guala, I got 20 in my hands Profit in my pocket, I got 20 in my pants
I got lots and lots of guap, it started with a gram
I got lots of bands, made me do the money dance
I got lots of guala, I got 20 in my hands Profit in my pocket, I got 20 in my pants
I got lots and lots of guap, it started with a gram
I got lots of bands, made me do the money dance
Ten, 20, 50, I count hunnehs all the times I get profits I make cum once
20s, 50s, 100s, I count money all the time
I'm runnin' through that money like I'm runnin' outta time
I, get to the money, I gotta survive
Ayy, I'm done for the come up, bitch, I'm on the rise
Ayy, I won't let nobody try to take mine
Ayy, I'm puttin' all the bullshit to the side
20's, 50's, 100's, I got money all the time
I'm running through that money like I'm running out of time
I get to the money, I gotta survive
I'm down for the come up, bitch, I'm on the rise
Ayy, I won't let nobody try to take mine
Ayy, I'm puttin' all the bullshit to the side
People gettin' in the way, I don't got time to waste
I wake up every single day, takin' trips to the bay
Everybody tryna hate, I don't care how you feel
You was reachin' for a plate, I ain't givin' free meals
Bitch, I'm the best, I ain't takin' no rest, I'ma get into these checks, yeah
Bitch, ain't you know it's Young Ev, I ain't know it, bitch, you know I'm up next, yeah
Don't nobody got no bars, far as that goes, I get respect
Gotta get it, there's no limits, I'ma go to Cali, I'ma fuck up the West
There's levels, y'all ain't in my grade, I'm puttin' rappers in the grave
I be out here makin' plays, let my name do ain't wait
Since a youngin', I'm the same, same shit, different days
Only thing that might've changed is I been out here gettin' paid
Ten, twenty, fifties, I count hundreds all the time
I get profits, I make come-ups all the time
Twenties, fifties, hundreds, I count money all the time
I'm runnin' through that money like I'm runnin' out of time
Ten, twenty, fifties, I count hundreds all the time
I get profits, I make come-ups all the time
Twenties, fifties, hundreds, I count money all the time
I'm runnin' through that money like I'm runnin' out of time
I get to the money, I gotta survive, ayy
I'm down for the come up, bitch, I'm on the rise, ayy
I won't let nobody try to take mine, ayy
I'm puttin' all the bullshit to the side, ayy
I got lots a Guala, I got 20 in my hands Profit in my pocket, I got 20 in my pants
I got lots and lots of guap, it started with a gram
I got lots of bands, made me do the money dance
I got lots of guala, I got 20 in my hands Profit in my pocket, I got 20 in my pants
I got lots and lots of guap, it started with a gram
I got lots of bands, made me do the money dance
Ten, 20, 50, I count hunnehs all the times I get profits I make cum once
20s, 50s, 100s, I count money all the time
I'm runnin' through that money like I'm runnin' outta time
I, get to the money, I gotta survive
Ayy, I'm done for the come up, bitch, I'm on the rise
Ayy, I won't let nobody try to take mine
Ayy, I'm puttin' all the bullshit to the side
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Writer(s): Evan Stewart
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