Big bank sank lil bank, dripping in a tank
I'm a twisted crank when they get to hate
Why they hit the breaks? I'ma win the race
If they want the racks, they gon build a case
I ain't one to brag but I move the chains
I been in my bag, like some glue n tape
They don't understand, I got moves to make
You could keep it steady staying in yo lane

(Real life all I see.
Real life feel like it's all a dream)

Born to be ready for anything
We sipping spaghetti in Italy
I don't need confetti just bring me the drinks
She like, "I don't need a wedding just give me a ring"

Bitch imma stick to my roots
Im planing on breaking the vault
Won't let up no takin it ease
Just stack up no takin a loss

They cappin ain't swim in the deep
No I ain't of afraid the sharks There's a whole lotta drip in the sea
My riders gon wait on my mark

We ride from the west to the east
Connectin the links to the source
The money been helpin me think of the ways
To remind em they needing a boss

I know they attention is weak
So I know they mental is soft
I got me several of dreams
I don't wrestle but this shit is raw

Big bank sank lil bank, dripping in a tank
I'm a twisted crank when they get to hate
Why they hit the breaks? I'ma win the race
If they want the racks, they gon build a case
I ain't one to brag but I move the chains
I been in my bag, like some glue n tape
They don't understand, I got moves to make
You could keep it steady staying in yo lane

Take one
Take two
Take three

I ain't mad at em

Take one
Take two
Take three

I ain't mad at em

I do not play when I'm laying the smack down
On the acting cause I'm bout the action
It come automatic like mags with the fast rounds
Problematic when feeling fanatic
Taken advantage I'm makin em backdown to the challenge; Arranging the static
Ball like a savage cookin up a cash cow
I done manage to bring in the cake

Fuck by the pattern
I'll change up the past route
That they've taking they sadly mistaken
The star of the game for the feds and the man down
I ain't hating just battling patience
Why they debating who taking the glass crown
made for breaking, with cracks in they faces
Say they on the way to that lil cash pile,
What they saving I'm making today

Big bank sank lil bank, dripping in a tank
I'm a twisted crank when they get to hate
Why they hit the breaks? I'ma win the race
If they want the racks, they gon build a case
I ain't one to brag but I move the chains
I been in my bag, like some glue n tape
They don't understand, I got moves to make
You could keep it steady staying in yo lane

I ain't mad at em

I ain't mad at em