Nice one, trailblazer
Yeah, you prove 'em wrong, wrong

Money on my brain, hoes the same and they'll never fix
Who am I to blame, torch the flame, leave 'em

Money on my brain, hoes the same and they'll never fix
Who am I to blame, torch the flame, leave 'em heaven sent
Reaching for my chain, get your name on the hitting list
Yeah, I've been solo, you can keep your clique

Money on my brain, hoes the same and they'll never fix
Who am I to blame, torch the flame, leave 'em heaven sent
Reaching for my chain, get your name on the hitting list
Yeah, I've been solo, you can keep your clique

Yeah yeah, walking the beat while I'm running
Only been touching my own bag, man my twenties grew up to a hundred
Man my twenties grew up to a hundred, hell nah, there isn't a discussion
Got the boys in the back and they buzzing
Put a bag on his head, no concussion

Yeah, we got the freeze, new rollie on me
They trolling on me, team on my back like I'm Brees
We breaking the bank like a cash cow
We ain't cool, you can get off my back now
Log him off like a unwanted background
Michael Amiri is holding the stack now, yeah

I ain't for the gimmicks, you can keep that all away, yeah
I cant forget when I was left astray
Now we fancy living, kicked up feet, those calling days, yeah
Been chasing dough since like the second grade

Money on my brain, hoes the same and they'll never fix
Who am I to blame, torch the flame, leave 'em heaven sent
Reaching for my chain, get your name on the hitting list
Yeah, I've been solo, you can keep your clique

Money on my brain, hoes the same and they'll never fix
Who am I to blame, torch the flame, leave 'em heaven sent
Reaching for my chain, get your name on the hitting list
Yeah, I've been solo, you can keep your clique

I'll put money on your brain if you reach for my damn chain
Funny how y'all changed, held it down through the same pain
Struggled through it all, I've been walking through the damn rain
We are not the same, up that bitch, baby, bang bang

You a broke motherfucker, boy, you can't hang
Smoke turned him pussy, that's a sex change
Got a lighter in my hand, I feel like Lil' Wayne
Lil' bitch down bad boy you not gang

I don't need no cliques, I ride solo
Probably with your bitch, yeah, I'm probably with your hoe though
Thirty-three shots in this Glock feel like polo
Horns like the devil, I'm a goat though

Money on my brain, hoes the same and they'll never fix
Who am I to blame, torch the flame, leave 'em heaven sent
Reaching for my chain, get your name on a hitting list
Yeah, I've been solo, you can keep your clique

Money on my brain, hoes the same and they'll never fix
Who am I to blame, torch the flame, leave 'em heaven sent
Reaching for my chain, get your name on a hitting list
Yeah, I've been solo, you can keep your clique