On the Inside (feat. Blaq Linez)

Put your money where your mouth is I need racks in my jean and the house of my dreams So I can try to flex like ma'thousand Cos I aint really got issh But im tryna be about it Blaq linez ntwana ya sphaphi But I've been a boss kid can nobody touch me I've worked hard but im still tryna run shit Im supposed to be the best in the country It saddens my emotion everytime they sleeping on me Knees getting tired I been running for the money Heart getting cold im surrounded by the cuddy Cos life gets tougher when there's nothing in your tummy Lord bless the team this year we on full attack If you said shit about me then you better take it back I be in the in hood screaming where my shooters at I aint really scared to die and thats a motherfucken fact Dying on the inside yeah I been running Chasing money on the outside yeah Heart is getting colder Ain't nobody inside yeah My emotions hidden Deeper in the ocean yeah I been running (Running) I found pennies out my pockets Padding pockets for twenties I need any superstitious signals Showing me where the money bag is I be on a mission Body bagging niggas like freddy Krueger How I do it, I maneuver, I need a millie 2020 is here Ain't playing games I need a plan I need a currency pack I'm talking dollars and some euros and them digits in yens And ferragamo in my closet be some new years advance Dying on the inside yeah I been running Chasing money on the outside yeah Heart is getting colder Ain't nobody inside yeah My emotions hidden Deeper in the ocean yeah I been running (Running) I been running for this money like an athlete And these leech homies tryna keep my pockets empty I need to mean mug and stop acting friendly If you aint stepping up better get to stepping I need to fly in a jet I need to hustle hard and buy mama a cribo this yeah Cos I could have your favorite rapper scared and drippin in tears Boy they know I been the man before last teenage year Woke up Feeling famished for cheese ah Need my demons buried too deep Ah need some ola bonaparte ah Bread with my gees We been hustling deep Cutting ties with the weak Don't need nobody to feed It's every man for himself If nobody put in the work Ain't got no time to pretend I'm just telling it how it is I'm here to pocket some ms I need hunnid bands in my jeans Dying on the inside yeah I been running Chasing money on the outside yeah Heart is getting colder Ain't nobody inside yeah My emotions hidden Deeper in the ocean yeah I been running (Running)