Everyday Im racing for a check
Put the money over everything
Except my respect
Loyalty is everything
Treat it like yo strap
Keep applying pressure
Keep yo feet up on they neck
Keep a tight circle
Man dont yo let too many in
Make sure everybody around you
Wanna see you win
If you take a L
Better take it on a chin
Cuz honestly the losses
They prepare you for the Wins
Middle finger to the doubters
We been on a mission
For the money and powеr
Tony snow said that world was ours
Touching so much dirty money
Think i need a shower
Even whеn im sleep
I can hear the Money counter
Having bad dreams
Feans tweaking off the powder
Keep a small circle
We dont need no bad encounters
Ain’t no broke hoes or no lames allowed
Around us
Allergic to the squares and the scoundrels
Yea thats no joke
I f#ck bad b#tches
All them hoes throat goats
All them hoes getting check
If they get to talking foul
Give that hoe a tech
Kick her out the game
Trade her #ss for a vet
This a franchise
If she bless the
She get baptized
This how we do it in the circle
Good vibez only
With the business
Never personal
Everyday im racing to a check
Put the money over everything
Except my respect
Loyalty is everything
Treat it like yo strap
Keep applying pressure
Keep yo feet up on they neck
Keep a tight circle
Man dont yo let too many in
Make sure everybody around you
Wanna see you win
If you take a L
Better take it on a chin
Cuz honestly the losses
They prepare you for the Wins
I was on the S block trying to get a sack off
Now Im on the interstate
100 grams of Fetynal
Ran into the plug
Ever since I ain’t fell off
Ain’t met a b#tch yet
Who want let me get a nut off
b#tch tried to cuff me
Sorry no cuffing
n#gg# tried to tax me
I ran off with a onion
I can get it off
Man that phone jumping
Before a n#gg# know it
Ill be up another hundred
They calling me the goat
Cuz the streets
Not the rap sh#t
You ain’t hear about Simon
Then n#gg#s really clap sh#t
Maybe cuz I started out the bas#ment
Now Im platinum
I dont go to sleep
But its a hundred in the mattress
Really in the trenches
Ran it up like it was easy
Told em Im gone come up
But them b#tches ain’t believe me
40 with a stick
That b#tch remind me of reese
A million streams on Spotify
Now them n#gg#s need me
Everyday Im racing to a check
Put the money over everything
Except my respect
Loyalty is everything
Treat it like yo strap
Keep applying pressure
Keep yo feet up on they neck
Keep a tight circle
Man dont yo let too many in
Make sure everybody around you
Wanna see you win
If you take a L
Better take it on a chin
Cuz honestly the losses
They prepare you for the Wins
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