Текст песни
Bitch I wake up, get to it Bitch I wake up, count cash, get straight to it Huh?
Bitch, I wake up, count cash, get straight to it
I got everybody countin' on me, so I gotta do it
One thing I never exercise is hate
The more you give a nigga, he gon' take up off your plate
I'm the fresh air in the game full of clones
A whole year straight, it's like I heard the same song
Plugged around the country, it's a worldwide thing
And if you think it's sweet, then that light turnin' green
I do my own stunts, who design y'all niggas?
Sign your life away, don't got time for y'all niggas
This cash all around, marathon never stop
We been running since Nip said this shit don't stop
I do it for the thrill, niggas do it for the check
And you the type to lose all your morals and respect
I do it for the thrill, niggas do it for the check
And you the type to lose all your morals and respect
Keep up, keep up