i'm just gettin' bands on the daily
you know that they fuck with me up in the ranks
i've been movin' on from all this shit
won't let it hold me back
don't give a fuck what's going on 'cause i'm too busy countin' stacks
i been movin' on from everything that i don't feel
people toss me hundred dollar bills
i'm just tryna find some peace of mind
bimmer lookin' good in that shade of blue
grindin' every day so i can flex on you
still don't feel this shit because i'm missin' you
try to replace you with all this shit
got some ksubis on my legs
won't let no shit stop me from my dreams
fuck around and we sip some goose
ho wanna fuck but her pussy loose
me and jazz fuck around and we mix the juice
and i be smokin' on a beach
still rock designer from the head to shoes
and i be thinkin' 'bout this shit so i take another hit
countin' up this guap like a endless loop
love is something that i've yet to find
and all this shit got me feelin' blind
so i get this guap and stay on my grind
thinkin' 'bout this shit is just a waste of time
too busy countin' money 'cause money is time
i'm not happy but i'm doin' fine
i'm not happy but i'm doin' fine