[Verse 1] Eyes on hunndid’ fitty K Rolled up like a big thang Too much to count, oh it don’t Turn out from issues, that action ain’t gonna fix you Start with nothing, ran up smashin Don’t that shit make you happy? Don’t that shit make you happy? Oh it don’t, that ain’t a issue I know keys turning, running from issues In person, I’m a OG craft I knew that since I was a young’n Starvin to heavy bands, off the front street Now running up yours ⸻ [Verse 2] I wasn’t gone if you think you can confront me What you willing to die for? You dead on rights, the only thing you counting Is the idols you slide fo’ I don’t got no big homies, big foot in the door All night you were talking Eat my laces while I count too Ohhh’s in the valley, too many to count Make up a number, you be closer than you thought I’m on astronomical amounts ⸻ [Hook] Ever seen heavyband tipped up, rubber rapped up? Ever seen you front me, start with nothing, ran it up Now we just happy — don’t that shi make you happy? Oh it don’t, you an issue I know broke issues, running from standard issued ⸻ [Verse 3] Most def, irrational mashing Single touch, hundred mill golden season They be like deezang, money on thee line Breaking TIMELines like BREEENG Brang I been lit, said it before — you rang Frustrate like a lil baby, I dont need yo change I needa big chain on a fine body in the kitchen Like Ving Rhames, King James, breads got big range ⸻ [Verse 4] Hella fly wit my thing thang Sun kiss on a pile of dead trees, I’m into Through the roof, and they dont think “same” Is you happy for me? City passion’, it dont matter to me Oh no, it’s Thursday, took a loan for the kitty kat I’ma bargain for a good deal, even with a Hunnid mill I can sense you idol, hump day feels I ain’t playin with my side, piercing alligator bites Rolling down, I wanna be Steve Irwin, stomachs turnin Ever seen a hundred fifty, rubber band up? Ever seen it fly, start with nothing, now it’s a slurry in the club Take a seat, you know I’m better in person ⸻ [Hook] Don’t that shit make you happy? Don’t that shit make you happy? Oh it don’t, thinkin hard ain’t bout to fix you Missin in that action, the motion might miss you I’m into running into issue, budget confronting Gettin every dollar like I’m a general posing with my G.E.D. Money ain’t everything, min maxin out on good times Even if it ain’t cashin ⸻ [Outro] Walking in the City, Manila envelope Heavy feel, a Hunnid rubber thick pick, I’m over it If this ain’t make you happy, the city ain’t gonna take you in
