You woke up to that bag, shoeboxes full of cash
Always on the grind, up before the sunshine
You gettin' that money remote, that 9 to 5's no joke
You never gave up hope, now you stuntin' on them hoes
You woke up to that bag, shoeboxes full of cash
Always on the grind, up before the sunshine
You gettin' that money remote, that 9 to 5's no joke
You never gave up hope, now you stuntin' on them hoes
Woke up and got that bag, I know they mad
Let me just count this cash, let me just count my cash
Livin' life way too fast, I still gotta run my past
Kickin' in doors fuck task
However we had to go get it, we got it
To say I was evil, that just bein' modest
No room for a blicky, it's racks in my pocket
Don't ask for ID, I don't carry a wallet
It's shoeboxes stuffed, ain't no safety deposits
Promised my daughter the world, can't break promises
More money, more problems, want lots of it
Name hold lotta weight, Greg Popovich
Did what I had to do, that why I'm poppin', bitch
Whole team ballin', ain't no stoppin' it
If it's up, then it's stuck, that's the covenant
She done fucked all my bros and you cuffin' it
Man, that's unfortunate
But that's your problem, I'm back to my fortunes, bitch
Capt and Young Regis, we got the streets scorching
Pull up and turn this scene into a movie
How everyone pull they phone out to record this shit
I woke up to that bag, shoeboxes full of cash
Run it up fast like Flash, this money comin' in too fast
First place, I start it last
Need for speed, can't crash
Polo boxer shorts
Hey
I gotta show my ass
I don't care about no lights, I don't care about no views
Swap out my flow like a new pair of shoes
Born to win, swear I forgot how to lose
Shawty stay wet like I'm goin' on a cruise
Her friend want me too, so I'm workin' my move
I'm goin' in, I got somethin' to prove
Makin' it rain, I don't work for the news
Earnin' respect, I'm just payin' my dues
You woke up to that bag, shoeboxes full of cash
Always on the grind, up before the sunshine
You gettin' that money remote, that 9 to 5's no joke
You never gave up hope, now you stuntin' on them hoes
You woke up to that bag, shoeboxes full of cash
Always on the grind, up before the sunshine
You gettin' that money remote, that 9 to 5's no joke
You never gave up hope, now you stuntin' on them hoes
It's Capt and Young Regis, we got the street scorchin