Money on my mind, not the body count They be talkin’ loud, I just block it out I been movin' smart, took a different route Turned my hustle up, now the numbers mount Shorty in my bed with the heels still on But I’m in the zone, so I’m not there long Tell her hit me later when the mood feel right 'Cause the vision too clear when I move at night Put the value on my time, not the time I spend Put in OT, made the hustle my best friend Got a girl who notarize and loves to give head And another counts checks, keepin' accounts out the red Every L that I took made the story cold Now the wardrobe black and the wrists on froze She run payroll in a silk two-piece Says the real money’s quiet and that talk ain’t cheap She want bags, she want flights She want rounds all through the night She want pics, she want posts She want more than just the strokes I want stocks, I want land Cuban links wrapped on my hand I want power, I want wins Keepin' focus, I stay locked in I don't do friends, just deals and deposits She count up the split while I’m deep in her closet Hit from the back, then we back to the profit Ain’t nothin’ to see, we move clean, stay cautious Talk slick, I respond with results Run the play, I don’t flinch, I revolt Smashed her once, now we stackin’ in silence How we move, you’d think it’s strictly finance Money first, I don’t flinch for a face Seen dimes fold when it’s time to embrace I play chess, not games, no chase Cut the dead weight, now I’m winnin’ with grace Built from the grind, movin’ like a vet Talk less but I’m still the biggest threat Plays all mapped out, I ain’t break a sweat Climbin’ so fast, they ain’t seen nothin’ yet She want bags, she want flights She want rounds all through the night She want pics, she want posts She want more than just the strokes I want stocks, I want land Cuban links wrapped on my hand I want power, I want wins Keepin' focus, I stay locked in [Beat Breakdown] She want bags, she want flights She want rounds all through the night She want pics, she want posts She want more than just the strokes I want stocks, I want land Cuban links wrapped on my hand I want power, I want wins Keepin' focus, I stay locked in
