Lyrics

Yeah, I’m walking straight up on this path Stuffing cash up in the bag Ain’t no time to check the tags So much money there’s a lag Now the doubters hit my phone Tryna talk about a loan Where was you when I was broke? Just go get it on your own Never let them hold you down Karma always making rounds Got a mansion in my town Shoutout homies from the sound They gon’ have this on repeat I’m respected in the street Tell me who I need to beat But don’t you tell me who to be