Working 0-24 everyday I'm ballin' I have to calm my nerves, green twisted, guacamole Too many wicked nights, on the streets with my brodies Until we got them notes in hand, sorry, I'm not sorry We used to pack it stack it then they grab it, know the story Like lock stock, two smoking barrels, locked and loaded Lotta girls but no time, no love, this ginding had me lonely Stutime, checked in, too calm, too cozy But I be like, leave the streets from now, done with flippin' packs It's just fuck you pay me for them bars, where's money at? You can try to scam me, pussy boy, watch how I react This bitch want my chips, I cut her off, I fill like Johnny Depp Now we goin' hard Get that dough Hope them boys get off them roads Slow and smart Heads get low Aint no way we stayin' broke Free my dawg Cash and dope Euros dollas foreign notes Push the start Did the show Nah, fuck that Doin' graveyard shifts till we wake up in the bank Bitch, too much gas that is not an empty tank Everyday eatin' good, full table for the gang Rollin' up that good shit, sippin' on my drink