Hook
Run the money like it’s track
They asking what’s my day job and I tell em’ rap
I pulled up with a bag that’s that California sack
They saying I’m a fad yet my royalties are stacked
Run the money like it’s track
They asking what’s my day job and I tell em’ rap
I pulled up with a bag that’s that California sack
They saying I’m a fad yet my royalties are stacked
Verse
Moving up got me feeling like a champ
Baddies in the back got me feeling like the man
Hard to understand like I’m from another land
I was in the trap made my way out with a plan
Friends switching sides like we’re back in summer camp
Girls telling lies not a lady but a tramp
I was in the whip doing donuts at the bank
Got myself new drip only me I can thank
Said I see myself in five years having status
Roll with the baddest whole life looking lavish
Trying all the flavors one Black one Spanish
I can never waiver if it’s smoke opps can have it
I ain’t never panic I stay free as a bird
All them boys on static bet they wish they could surge
I be with the dealers but we still go to church
Heard I was a leader so they all came in herds
Hook
Run the money like it’s track
They asking what’s my day job and I tell em’ rap
I pulled up with a bag that’s that California sack
They saying I’m a fad yet my royalties are stacked
Run the money like it’s track
They asking what’s my day job and I tell em’ rap
I pulled up with a bag that’s that California sack
They saying I’m a fad yet my royalties are stacked
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