Nothing El$e Matter$
Never plain. I got robes like the king
Smell my cologne it's insane, fuck all your fame
I do the most for the change, got an impeccable mane
You got the green? Don't understand what you saying
Need to draw more from you brain, inject it back in your vein
My lust for money is vain, I want the range
Dripping with all of the rings
That boy good, just wait till you see him
What's my per diem? Gimme a new pair of them
That whip I'm needing a spin
That house I'm needing a swim
Ooo
Think on a whim, smoke with yo mama and them
Met me, they calling me kin
I got that cannabis grin, pardon my friends
We drank a lot in the Benz
Hold up I'm getting the spins
Switching the lens, look at my trends
A Flick of the wrist and I'm out of this quick
Soon as I'm rich, I need a lot for the switch
Im climbing up to the top of this bitch, pardon my French
I feel like I'm finally finding my niche, Bitch
I've be thinking to myself
Get the money nothing else matters
All I know is I've been grinding by myself
I'm just climbing up the ladder
I've been working 9-5
I be smoking hella batter
I been on the paperchase
Nothing else matters
Cannot be tamed, the city is calling my name
Now it's a whole nother game, using the left of my brain
Yeah, I smoked all of the Jane, rolling a whole nother strain
Ain't even sane, I'll never stay in a lane
Yeah I'm a little profane
Fuck it I ain't gonna change
Fuck it I ain't gonna change
Stunting, Paperchase so you know I need something
gotta love it, in the desert we still running
No discussion, mixtape I'm still coming
You shuffling, see my hand, I ain't bluffing
I know what I need, I know what I want
I'm a whole nother breed, I'm a savant
Misread what I Bleed, change the font
If you rolling with me, then get in the front, come on!
I've be thinking to myself
Get the money nothing else matters
All I know is I've been grinding by myself
I'm just climbing up the ladder
I've been working 9-5
I be smoking hella batter
I been on the paperchase
Nothing else matters
Remember one thing, remember that we not the same
I'm full of disdain all I can see is my gain
The paper is everything, killing my brain
So, I'm Running away
The money can't get me to stay
I need to be free everyday, dying for pay
I feel like I'm starting to fade
I feel like I'm digging my grave
Smell my cologne it's insane, fuck all your fame
I do the most for the change, got an impeccable mane
You got the green? Don't understand what you saying
Need to draw more from you brain, inject it back in your vein
My lust for money is vain, I want the range
Dripping with all of the rings
That boy good, just wait till you see him
What's my per diem? Gimme a new pair of them
That whip I'm needing a spin
That house I'm needing a swim
Ooo
Think on a whim, smoke with yo mama and them
Met me, they calling me kin
I got that cannabis grin, pardon my friends
We drank a lot in the Benz
Hold up I'm getting the spins
Switching the lens, look at my trends
A Flick of the wrist and I'm out of this quick
Soon as I'm rich, I need a lot for the switch
Im climbing up to the top of this bitch, pardon my French
I feel like I'm finally finding my niche, Bitch
I've be thinking to myself
Get the money nothing else matters
All I know is I've been grinding by myself
I'm just climbing up the ladder
I've been working 9-5
I be smoking hella batter
I been on the paperchase
Nothing else matters
Cannot be tamed, the city is calling my name
Now it's a whole nother game, using the left of my brain
Yeah, I smoked all of the Jane, rolling a whole nother strain
Ain't even sane, I'll never stay in a lane
Yeah I'm a little profane
Fuck it I ain't gonna change
Fuck it I ain't gonna change
Stunting, Paperchase so you know I need something
gotta love it, in the desert we still running
No discussion, mixtape I'm still coming
You shuffling, see my hand, I ain't bluffing
I know what I need, I know what I want
I'm a whole nother breed, I'm a savant
Misread what I Bleed, change the font
If you rolling with me, then get in the front, come on!
I've be thinking to myself
Get the money nothing else matters
All I know is I've been grinding by myself
I'm just climbing up the ladder
I've been working 9-5
I be smoking hella batter
I been on the paperchase
Nothing else matters
Remember one thing, remember that we not the same
I'm full of disdain all I can see is my gain
The paper is everything, killing my brain
So, I'm Running away
The money can't get me to stay
I need to be free everyday, dying for pay
I feel like I'm starting to fade
I feel like I'm digging my grave
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Brown
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