Get em' mad when I'm scheming
Process I'm here for a reason
January through December know I grind through the seasons
With the people deceiving, and competition depleting
I be headed to the show, one thing I'm believing
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the get the get the paper
Had to get away from pushing
Yeah I had the silver spoon but I never have the cushion
The house yeah I Bought it
Rent it out can't be taught this
She don't even gotta smash but she know he's the rawest
When I came out the womb
I was headed for tomb
I'm youngest in my age but the oldest in the room
If your looking for a out, better exit right now
Showed em straight facts but still they filled with doubt
See I'm worried bout my dreams, and you focused on the clout
Too busy running businesses no time to run my mouth
Never giving handouts, but we multiplying paper
Teaching lessons but we never ever looking for no favors
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
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Get em' mad when I'm scheming
Process I'm here for a reason
January through December know I grind through the seasons
With the people deceiving, and competition depleting
I be headed to the show, one thing I'm believing
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the get the get the paper
Had to get away from pushing
Yeah I had the silver spoon but I never have the cushion
The house yeah I Bought it
Rent it out can't be taught this
She don't even gotta smash but she know he's the rawest
When I came out the womb
I was headed for tomb
I'm youngest in my age but the oldest in the room
If your looking for a out, better exit right now
Showed em straight facts but still they filled with doubt
See I'm worried bout my dreams, and you focused on the clout
Too busy running businesses no time to run my mouth
Never giving handouts, but we multiplying paper
Teaching lessons but we never ever looking for no favors
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Process I'm here for a reason
January through December know I grind through the seasons
With the people deceiving, and competition depleting
I be headed to the show, one thing I'm believing
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the get the get the paper
Had to get away from pushing
Yeah I had the silver spoon but I never have the cushion
The house yeah I Bought it
Rent it out can't be taught this
She don't even gotta smash but she know he's the rawest
When I came out the womb
I was headed for tomb
I'm youngest in my age but the oldest in the room
If your looking for a out, better exit right now
Showed em straight facts but still they filled with doubt
See I'm worried bout my dreams, and you focused on the clout
Too busy running businesses no time to run my mouth
Never giving handouts, but we multiplying paper
Teaching lessons but we never ever looking for no favors
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Get the bag and I'm leaving
Ain't coming back for the evening
Hated everywhere I go they getting mad that I'm breathing
Counting stacks while I'm grieving
Make the money they dreaming
I been waiting for this moment while they steady be reaching
Writer: Jack Sparling
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