my last check feeling like my first rack
my last check feeling like my first rack
they let me in this bitch
no interview 'cause i'm the one who get the job done
no interludes on my tapes
where were you when i was dead broke?
they tried to kill my confidence
i got my city on my back like a jansport
you niggas couldn't catch my drift
ain't got the hands for it
i feel like skateboard p up in the bape store
gave a fuck less so they hate more
i get nothing but respect
this year i'm 'bout to elevate my lifestyle
my last check feeling like my first rack
first rack feeling like my first rack
first rack feeling like my first rack
first rack feeling like my first rack
my last check feeling like my first rack
they say i'm getting out of character
i just cashed out on a submariner
all the niggas from before was embarrassments
so every moment spent with me you need to cherish it
i'll take a breath before i handle it
cause i know you be goin' off emotions
got my gang with me i don't need no friends
bounce out in front the club feelin' like the nig
post a flyer on the 'gram
you try to tell me what it was i know what it is
since swaggin' i put nothing out but hits
sleepin' on me that shit never made no sense
what the fuck i look like comin' off the bench?
my last check feeling like my first rack
first rack feeling like my first rack
first rack feeling like my first rack
first rack feeling like my first rack
my last check feeling like my first rack