Fuck what u think

Yeah…

Ayy, turn that shit the fuck up.

I ain’t here to play games—

I’m here to get paid.

Let’s go!

I came from the bottom with a chip on my shoulder,

Every damn year, motherfucker, I got colder.

Fuck what they think, I don’t live for applause,

I been breaking my back just to get what I want.

Money on my mind, got the hustle in my blood,

Came up from nothing, now I’m coming up.

Fake-ass friends, y’all can stay over there,

I don’t trust motherfuckers, I don’t play fair.

Fuck a hater, let him talk that shit,

I’m too damn busy trying to stack my chips.

I don’t need luck, I need one more check,

One more damn bag, put the whole team next.

Fuck being broke, I want money right now,

Middle finger up, I don’t care how.

Turn that bass up, make the whole damn floor shake,

I’m chasing that paper till the motherfuckin’ bank breaks.

No love, no trust, just hustle and grind,

If I want that shit, I’ma go make it mine.

Fuck all the bullshit, I’m built for the fight,

One minute on the beat and I’m owning the night.

Ayy!

That’s that raw shit!

No filter, no brakes, no fuckin’ apologies.

Get money. Stay solid.

And tell the bullshit—

GET THE FUCK OUT MY WAY!