Yeah you wish you were Making bags at my rate though You ain't got your money right Boy you getting them pesos Case closed, tried to go run it That was a waste bro Stack up the hundreds When we stunting That's when our face glow, okay though, uh Too many bitter ones wishing to rip us apart Whispering far, get called out Boy what the f*ck are you acting so innocent for Uh, all these bitches wish to get with it Kick too hard finally get you bed ridden Living our best I can see you just sitting Grinding too hard yeah we on our own mission Uh, yeah Start right back Up and such we run like that Face the facts Your bitch ass you know We don't got place for that Lace the track Spice it up like a cart Fade to black I'm creating straight art Don't be chasing us back When we top of the charts Dead in their tracks I'm just stopping their hearts I don't get how success Isn't sum you obsessed with Or even infatuated Reminds me of them bums Who still hoop at the park Even after they graduated Like Anderson Paak said You need to get bigger I stack up the mils got to get to eight figures I keep getting richer Accelerate quicker A hell of a night Just straight sipping the liquor, uh Damn, I just be floating Devote my life straight to success Yeah that's my potion I'm hoping and wishing To be in the position Where everyone who wronged me Will beg to be ass kissing That's the last mission I sense the vast difference Between me and the rest Flow so cold got bats shivering The man with the glass vision They say he rap different Connect the trap with the boom bap Yeah I'm the puzzle piece that's missing Stay reckless when going And ripping up beats My boys flipping the G's We bag interests and fees Hit the strip in a week Get caught slipping you weak Don't shoot bricks we the Heat Sipping fifths hit the weed Live in bliss we elite Get dismissed or secede From our view or concede Cause if you ain't rocking wit us Don't see us succeed And then beg for attention And beg us and plead Boy just let me proceed