[Chorus: midwxst] I watch the money come in Don't try to say you my friend, nah Always got judged by the color of my skin But that shit won't stop me 'cause I finna win, yeah Shoutout to Juno, my twin, yeah Been on the grind for a min', yeah Put your mixtape in the bin, yeah Talk about me and that block finna spin That boy, he didn't wanna tussle No, he don't wanna fight, he don't wanna scuffle Turning my opps into muhfuckin' rubble You messing with me then, boy, you is in trouble You making money, well, I'm making double Put you inside of the grave, need a shovel Know you down bad, boy, I know that you struggle Making my moves and no, you won't discover, uh
[Verse 1: midwxst and saturn] Yeah, yeah, yeah, I might hop in the Wraith, yeah Fuck it, I got a roof and that shit outta space, yeah You done got money, boy, you gotta change, yeah Please don't try to say that we the same, no Money come in 'cause I'm making it back Our cash ain't the same 'cause your money subtract And don't be mad at me, that shit just a fact You living a lie, boy, your life is just cap Who the fuck repping Indy on they back? Who the fuck making money repping that? Who the fuck always making songs that slap? And who the fuck getting numbers? Make a stash Like me, ain't nobody do it like me Fuck a stain, no, we fighting Off the dome, I don't do writing In a Rolls Royce, you riding Talk [?] know we sliding Speeding on that freeway, gliding (I don't think this is the one but we'll see) Yeah, yeah yeah
[Verse 2: saturn] Doing a show on the roof I know she topping me up when I walk in the room Yeah, she wanna ride on my cone knowing that I'ma boom Yeah, slurring my words like I'm drinking a packet of booze Yeah, yeah, yeah I shit on the limits That's how I did it Tell me I'm not into phishing But I know I'm inefficient A full deck of cards, throw it away, going fishing Can't see the vision I know you need a prescription Fuck out my face, you a hindrance
[Chorus: midwxst, saturn, midwxst & saturn] I watch the money come in Don't try to say you my friend, nah (Yeah, yeah) Always got judged by the color of my skin But that shit won't stop me 'cause I finna win, yeah Shoutout to Juno, my twin, yeah Been on the grind for a min', yeah Put your mixtape in the bin, yeah Talk about me and that block finna spin That boy, he didn't wanna tussle No, he don't wanna fight, he don't wanna scuffle Turning my opps into muhfuckin' rubble You messing with me then, boy, you is in trouble You making money, well, I'm making double Put you inside of the grave, need a shovel Know you down bad, boy, I know that you struggle Making my moves and no, you won't discover, uhTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
