Whatever you do, gotta get that dough
Whatever you do, gotta get that dough
Whatever you do, gotta get that dough
Whatever you do, gotta get that dough
Whatever you do you gotta yours
You own the map, you pick your own road
This shit was meant to be since '04
Used to have sickest beyblade, on god
I cannot be bragging
But I made a new religion don't test me
Press kit come a lil handy
You think I'm loud you should see my family
You don't wanna trust me now
I've gone through some towns
You don't wanna trust me now
Not the right shade of brown
This sound come from all around
Hard to pin down and don't depend on
Earthly trends and a pitiful handout
'54 Benz with a V8 engine
Best way in can define my pen game
Whatever you do, gotta get that dough
Whatever you do, gotta get that dough
Whatever you do, gotta get that dough
Whatever you do, gotta get that dough
Dollar signs in my eyes
I can see the focal causing me all pain
Don't feel the same that i had fo few years
I've been carrying this weight in my rain
Coat, dont tell me to, no
You should do that, no
Sure you wanna hate me
Cuz its my time to do me mo
Nowadays I got more options
Nowadays they not too tragic
Not the dawn but I'm past the darkness
Only do it cuz I know nobody else will
I got too much by the exit
Could leave it all here if you ask me
Prodigal son in my energy
Circus to you, all our therapies
Corporate snatch us like Cherokee
Ignorant yeh meere jungli