ALL ABOUT THE MONEY

All about the money I ain't taking not a pound less

I remember days we had make a couple pounds stretch

Only good energy I want I won't allow stress

If you ain't emitting that my bro you gotta bounce left

Counting on myself on other folks I tend to count less

Never been alike so what I touch I always sound fresh

Ima give my all until the day I ain't got nout left

Always been a fighter, at my lowest often found strength

I ain't got no quit in me, take a lot to finish me

Somehow some way I end up with the victory

Winner like I'm mr Sheen, probably why they pissed at me

Bruddas talk a lot but often not of which we did believe

All that tough talk but we can smell you got a miss demean

Grown ups moving young you know I can't even mix with these

Don't care what you think of me, it ain't like I live to please

I'm just Tryna live my dreams like I ain't really into sleep

I remember days when we wasn't getting paid ourselves

Character building it taught us how to take a L

Only right that we see heaven, we was raised in hell

Funny now, wasn't funny then like Dave Chappell

Got something to tell you and I'm hoping you can take it well

No one else is gonna get it for you if it ain't yourself

Born a fighter even tho they often try to make us fail

Mentality that's hard to break, so we may prevail

I don't need no negativity in my proximity

Move away with your hostility, I'm Tryna live in peace

Don't think how I used to in my teens, I thinking differently

How I ain't bigger in the scene remains a mystery

Anytime I go and pick a beat I kill it lyrically

I should go in history for my ability

From a young age grew quite fond of literacy

So if you're talking wordsmith's, I am the epitome

Navigating through the jungle

I can't count on no one else, when they'd rather see me struggle

They say you get it how you live, so in turn you learn to hustle

So much weapons on the block, no one really cared bout muscle

Dogs don't contain no muzzles, watch your steps for the puddle

Could have went that way but that ain't what I wanna put my mum through

Still Tryna figure out pieces to the puzzle

Tryna stack my paper, Tryna make it and then double

All about the money I ain't taking not a pound less

I remember days we had make a couple pounds stretch

Only good energy I want I won't allow stress

If you ain't emitting that my bro you gotta bounce left

Counting on myself on other folks I tend to count less

Never been alike so what I touch I always sound fresh

Ima give my all until the day I ain't got nout left

Always been a fighter, at my lowest often found strength