Yeah Got my heart racing Can't wait till we all make it Oh yeah, yeah yeah I'm just grinding with my gang until we all make it Chasing all this money got my heart racing I can't fuck with niggas they be all hating It's funny how these bitches think we all dating Ohhh I be heart breaking I can't fuck wit bitches they be all chasing Driving in this foreign got my heart racing I swear I can't wait until we all make it Yeah, till we all make it I swear I can't wait until we all make it Driving in that foreign got my heart racing Chasin' all this money got my heart racing Man I swear this right here might be my theme song I don't leave the house if I don't got my chains on Sorry baby I can't cuff you bitch I ain't gone I just wanna smoke dope and get my lean on Get my dream on, put my whole team on Cut some snakes off that tried to get their scheme on Fuck it though that's life, I just bought some new ice I just crashed a new foreign, only drove the bitch twice I used to eat gravy and rice, now I can eat steak every night I can take a nigga wife, i fuck her she won't stay the night Remember bitches tried to play me Now them same hoes chase me Man this lifestyle crazy but I will never get lazy I'm just grinding with my gang until we all make it Chasing all this money got my heart racing I can't fuck with niggas they be all hating It's funny how these bitches think we all dating Ohhh I be heart breaking I can't fuck wit bitches they be all chasing Driving in this foreign got my heart racing I swear I can't wait until we all make it I swear I can't wait till we all make it Whole team passports going them far places Houses wit all of them acres, rollie's with all them big faces Ain't no more catching new cases, smiles on all of our faces Man it's crazy how we came up from nothing We was just on the block fucking hustling Selling them rocks and ducking them cops, fucking that work all up in the pot Beefing wit nigga's from right down the block Pulling all nighters and X'n out opps Now it's all these bad bitches at my hotel Remember my phone only used to ring for coke sales Now I'm on tour doing shows now Heart racing chasing paper on the road now I'm just grinding with my gang until we all make it Chasing all this money got my heart racing I can't fuck with niggas they be all hating It's funny how these bitches think we all dating Ohhh I be heart breaking I can't fuck wit bitches they be all chasing Driving in this foreign got my heart racing I swear I can't wait until we all make it

You start as lil' bro Then you big bro You start as lil' homie Then you big homie Niggas know me The bitches know me Salute to the Goonies Do a stick up for me When I die blow some weed Pour some liquor for me Know I keep working the whip You couldn't get up on it I've been skrting' off since nextels was chirping off Looking at the stash house Could tell you what the dirt is for I could get deeper with it Tell you what niggas murder for All this fly shit that we living for Superstitious hand is itching I'm bout to get it though Can't trust niggas The UZI is by the kitchen door Be careful what you be wishing for Well to the well is empty What is money for Can't get nothing from nothing I prove different though But never say you gettin' the money Cause they be snitchin' y'all Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack This shit is dreamy Got me weeding bout Nefertiti Bora Bora for a week When I leave Tahiti Campin' ain't' easy but the game still need me Only reason I'm around still I never got greedy The trippy thing about life Is you could live forever Keep your name good In the streets I'm tryna' do better Paper drip with sauce Yeah burnin' nice and slow Another million from the road I'm tryna buy another home I miss the jack, big forty on my lap While I'm ridin' a lot of good keep dyin' Half a pound to the neck I'ma grind tll I see the sunrise We don't rest man We don't even flex now We just feel blessed to wake up In the morning and take another breath Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack Got my bottom bitch bliffin' paper When all the neighbours got the flavor like an hour later Fuck I hate her Mind tripped in like a smoke cloud When my loud niggas have it drippin' From the joint up in my fingers Dead ringers, Rig slingers No blue dreamers Our pants are gettn' fatter while your pockets gettin' leaner Every pack of lit do bring a limoncello so much sweeter Watch these bitches change up their demeanor The grass is greener A thousand lights, ladies bouncin' by the style in sight If you lookin' for the doctor, got to know you pound 'em right It's all gas, better haul ass like you got a hall pass To the spot, payment, all cash So let me light this one and make it smell lovely No matter what you do you could never be above me I keep pushin' till the Sun sets, until the break of dawn Concentrate, I'm dabbin' to the song Mind gone Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack

Shiftin' lines from the paradigm sublime On the streets of Cali, yo what's goin' on in town Wanna see my name in lights like a star gleamin' I wanna make you feel somethin', excorcise your demons Every day's a struggle, tryna make a bundle How can you stay humble when the streets love you I got a bad habit, I'm a winning-addict Livin' in sin, tragic life is fucking short damn it Can't afford wasting time when life happens Gotta get to everyday like the days are trappening Now we worldwide, it means worlds collide And we killing everything, so rather die We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate Lost in the smoke, I knew I came from nothing Inhale, exhale like the pain is nothing Picadas drops and I need the vein conduction Toke's real cheap if it's the same for suction Turn on the beat, the feejees came from something Hit the screen, spit flame and leave you a brain concussion We all play games though none of you niggas call foul New York nigga, but you know I'm smokin' that North Cal See ya landin' in, we have the right to the board now Rather smoke four pounds than hit you with the four pound So you want juice, then visit me at the store now I was gettin toward now, before I tore, tore down Global 4G star, hit you with the full clam I got to burn it let's be real I'm wit, burnin' it be real Twenty-four-seven high is always how I be feel We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate All dedication, no education Livin' life every day like I'm on vacation Beach houses seem to be my favourite destination Fake friends, I'm sick of seeing smilin' faces Look, twenty years got him shook Another loss took, cold hearted crook What a vision I just wanna see my daughter smile Money pile in the closet man that shit is wild Love the struggle, it just made the hunger much realer I'm on top, millionaire, ex drug-dealer I bet the smoke in my lung burn much cleaner Than burnt rot with a toolie on those street-sweepers Bulletproof Cadillac that shit is presidential Pretty model bitch, got great potential Dirty money hidden all in the Renault Top dog in the game, I'm on another level We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate