I've been having dreams this moment
So overdue by all day
Swept away, I'm stolen
Where the fuck going Z
And I'm on ten
And I'm on ten
And I'm on ten ten ten ten ten
And I'm on ten
And I'm on ten
And I'm on ten okay let's go like
Make money everyday
Talk about a whole lotta ks
Whole lotta blicks to the face
Stacking them racks till I can't
If he can't break bread he fake
Can't talk about that game
Too much cash in the bank
Money coming everyday
My lil brother got a chopper got a kick
I put a whole humid racks to the face
I pull up, open up the trunk, get sprayed
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Run up the cake, gotta keep up the pace
I'm in a black body, n I need cake
Need to put me in hell, you can get one to the face
And I'm on ten ten
Bitch, I popped a ten, perc
Bitch, I'm off these pills, swerving
I can't trust no man, lurkin
Push it, no, I can't work
I got a lot of bands, merch
Choppa, they go bam murked ya
Don't need all that damn surgery
Yea yea yea yea
And I'm on ten
And I'm on ten
And I'm on ten ten ten ten ten
And I'm on ten
And I'm on ten
And I'm on ten okay let's go like
Make money everyday
Talk about a whole lotta ks
Whole lotta blicks to the face
Stacking them racks till I can't
If he can't break bread he fake
Can't talk about that game
Too much cash in the bank
Money coming everyday