Intro
I threw 60 racks inside the river
If you retreating ima get ya
Bitch I always been a go getta
They plotting on me
What’s the agenda
This forty shoot any gender
It fuck up all your intestines
Who you testing
Ima test em

Niggas folding under pressure
I ain’t trynna give em lectures
I won’t condone no shitty effort
Those shitty bars fail to impress us
I wake up thinking bout my blessings
I disregard you no acception
And I ain’t gotta answer questions
I really like to keep em guessing

When I get rich watch me throw 60 racks inside the river
I Always saw a badass motherfucker when I looked inside the mirror
And Bitch I’m feeling sick
Cuz I still ain’t rich
I’m trynna spend 50 on a fit
It ain’t my fault you still ain’t shit
I’d rather die then be a bitch
I don’t feel bad no not a bit
I’m bout my coin just like it’s bit
It’s gon be wounds that can’t be stitched

We pull up on
Dump a hunnid shots
Until they gone
You ever get so done with life
That sometimes you wish you weren’t born
I isolate myself from everyone
I feel like Jason Bourne
And I been feeling like I’m
Here to stay and I ain’t talking Korn