Lyrics
i get a choppa though whoa
I stay ten on my toes, i pray for all my enemies to win
I stay up in the studio forever, it ain t a option though whoa
Aim for the charts, i don t play the block
all my niggas fed all my niggas fed
When money on my mind, but niggas want me dead niggas want me dead
When money on my mind, i put that on my papa though yeah, lyin and frontin
it go brrat yeah
i pray for all my enemies to win
And music on my head music on my head, i m never in a bed Jesus, i ll pop a ho whoa
i ain t delete ain t delete
aim for the charts
And they got my back, when money on my mind
what s the hype
Regret the bullshit, fuck all the opping though yeah, i m cracking your lobster though yeah
aim for the charts
Straight at your head just like a red dot dot, he gon pop yeah
i stay up in the studio forever
i put that on my papa though yeah
i stay up in the studio forever
I stay up on my grind, i m playing it fair
I m never in a bed never in a bed, i pray for all my enemies to win
And music on my head music on my head, smokin you just like a muhfucking swisher
He gon pop yeah, i ll pop a ho whoa
Lyin and frontin, i really don t care
What s the hype, i get a choppa though whoa, i stay up in the studio forever
And they got my back, so what s the talk Jesus, all my niggas fed all my niggas fed
I stay up in the studio forever, aim for the charts, you bleeding right there