Clarity

Bitch i'm still sippin on 40s
Got coke in my cup and it's mixed with the drank
I take $100s of dollars and count up my product
I'm putting it all in the safe
Still got bitches that tripping they steady depicting
They thinking that im really gon flake
I'm still chasing the millions ain't never gon give in
Till i die and then pass away and my
Money come in with no budget
I'm winning this shit like the nuggets
Pass me the play and i dunk it
I step in the game and i run it
Making my bed now i just gotta sleep in it
One to the head and the chest now he feelin it
Make every move that i do cus i'm blessed
Im seeing the future i'm doing my best

I'm looking up ain't no time to look back
Pouring some jack yeah i'm tryna relax
Taking my time ain't no time to reflect
I just want me my money i might call and collect
If you looking suspect then we cannot connect
I be chasing my checks like usain on the track
Ain't no bolt on this bitch this a drum on the strap
If i take me a lap the she run up with that
I might just drift out the mf culdasac
Stacking my bread ain't no mf holding back
Saving for a crib and whip with rolly badge
I need the rims on the gold i be rolling that
22s and they looking real clean
Window view i can see the whole street
Purple shoes that's royals on my feet
And them racer blues they still looking real mean

Bitch i'm still sippin on 40s
Got coke in my cup and it's mixed with the drank
I take $100s of dollars and count up my product
I'm putting it all in the safe
Still got bitches that tripping they steady depicting
They thinking that im really gon flake
I'm still chasing the millions ain't never gon give in
Till i die and then pass away and my
Money come in with no budget
I'm winning this shit like the nuggets
Pass me the play and i dunk it
I step in the game and i mf run it
Making my bed now i just gotta sleep in it
One to the head and the chest now he feelin it
Make every move that i do cus i'm blessed
Im seeing the future i'm doing my best

Eyes in the front i no longer am blind
Still there be clouds in the back of my mind
Stuck in my head, stuck in rewind
These labels be silly i ain't that typa guy
Throw me a million per album then chat
Keep playin the mouse i might turn to the cat
I just been chilling and the rat getting fat
If you want me i need a billion that's flat
Need a glock for the strap gotta be 21?
Fuck all these laws man this shit ain't no fun
Run up on me better hope there's no gun
Cus if i get to aiming you ain't seeing the sun
I ain't thuggin i'm standing my ground
I feel like a king better hand my crown
Got a hole in ya nose now you look like clown
Tried snatching my chain now ya mom got a frown