Doing Fine

Look, my best shit ain't been dropped yet
Know they waiting patient like they chillin' at the doctors
Growing up, I was always the hot topic
So much that they think I'm going clothes shopping
The doors open, lights flashing; Morse coding
Camera rolling, not a problem, I just walk in
I get to strolling like that thing you put a child in
The way I mop these dudes up, I got the floors soaking
I did it first, I been the man since the first time I penned a verse
Meanwhile they tryna tell me they've been lit since birth
It's okay, my confession
I've been steps ahead since conception
Boy, ya too late, class already in session
That's what happens when you don't learn
Money on my mind, how 'bout you? I'm concerned
By the time I get it, I'm sure that it's my turn

I got money on my mind
How am I? I'm doing fine
Gotta keep it on the low
When you're doing good, they don't wanna see you shine

Uh, my mind trapped, tryna get out
Always wondering how many years did I miss
By being preoccupied with shit that I couldn't fix
I'm still doing the same thing, just with a different twist
Don't rock chains, my pinky ring don't got a glist
And don't need one, I know just who the fuck I is
I been the man since before my balls dropped; New Years
Since elementary, they really have no idea
My pockets slim, stomach hungry; African kid
Nah, really, I'm just playin', don't come after the kid
Take it easy, let me actually live, just making jokes
They ain't laughing though, why they always have to be serious?
No lie, the whole time it's well constructed
The plan I got to always make sure that I'm up to something
These people see me, stop me in public and I love it
That's why I'm always tryna get it jumpin'

I got money on my mind
How am I? I'm doing fine
Gotta keep it on the low
When you're doing good, they don't wanna see you shine