VIBRATIONS

Everyday i wake up i be looking for the cash Swear I'm working all the time And ion really f*ck with that But it's all for the bag Pray i end up with bands Cus i can't see myself working 9-5 until I'm dead Regardless i been stacking i been saving I been makin a little money and i'm Paving me a future for myself and all My homies when i blow up imma hold Up 50 thousand, imma throw up in sky Let fly, make it land up In fathers wallet or my momma, or my grandma Or my cousins pocket, Or my homies or my brothers or the homie Isaac All i'm saying, when i'm balling i might share the profit Put me on top and i might go ahead and crash the market See cus i'm tryna raise the bar so high that i can climb it Drop some music so hot that shit change the climate I'm tryna be on a yacht with hella bands like i'm a pirate That money be my copilot And low key it be takin over Found myself a 4 leaf clover And i'm gaining my composure Need me fame and a fuckin rover I keep on marching like a soldier Bitch it's march i fuckin told you That these feds be all up over Need myself a Danny glover Really i just need my fuckin money Everyday i'm hustling for something Like the dollars i stay hunting Ain't no point in ever trusting Loyal to the green dollars, and the blues Pop up on the scene got them Jordan's for the shoes I'm tired of all these shifts But god my checks be so damn thick I swear i wanna fuckin quit But i cannot because the check I'd rather slit my fuckin throat Then go a month without no dough Maybe i take that back but you get the picture though I just wanna do these shows Stack the bread and take it home Take the game just like i'm Rome Put the shot up like I'm troy See if i swish it or if i fold Make a record that go gold All up on my fuckin own I gotta grow and pass the stone Cus I'm building me a wall On foundations that been laid I can't let it fuckin fall There's too much time i done gave But I'll tell you what i saw All up in the mirror today Just a guy that can't convey All the feelings in his brain But he knows that he gone blow up Day after day, he be working He just waiting for the breakout, He's just baking him his cake now Ain't no point in tryna rush it If it's bound to happen it'll happen He got the action got the passion So with the time we getting active I'm just passing me the time, Got a lot up on my mind Get the dollars then rewind That's just my kind of grind Quit following the blind and make ya own decisions All you motherfuckers out flying around like pigeons And you chickens wanna chirp about me but i ain't let it in I'm the wolf to yo coop and homie I'm breaking in New money opportunity and imma make it big That's the kind of mindset when you make yourself a king And my crown getting jeweled getting wet out I just wanna make the crowd fuckin get down I just wanna nasty whip that gone get loud I just wanna fuckin song i can be proud of I'm sure one day I'm gonna beat it all up though I'm just stepping through and through Got me thinkin like who is you If you tryna walk up in my shoes You might trip but that's just how i fuckin do