[Intro]
Yeah (Let's do it)
Uh-huh
([?]) Uh (I ain't never went nowhere, nigga)
Connor (Yeah)
We gon' let the sun rise and set on y'all niggas
Brace yourself (Uh)
Pace yourself, nigga (Uh,) uh, listen
[Verse]
Certainly there's an urgency, irkin' for the currency
Currently I spit third degrees purposely, don't encourage me
Industry need these words from me like the lion need courage
Discourage whoever under me unaware of what's comin', see
I caught you niggas sleepin', and whilе you niggas dozin'
I'm wide awake, high as space, fly with anothеr sky to scrape
Whoever you put money on, tell that nigga to hide his face
Hungry and I ain't ate, you niggas raw meat in a lion's face
I ride for the [?] envision Michigan licence plates
On a black Phantom ridin' through the entire state
Sittin' on money stacks high as the Empire State
Word, money to burn, niggas throwin' tens in a fireplace
Y'all mistakes that I erase, use my art as a weapon
Murder tracks within seconds, kill niggas with my sketches
Emperor's New Clothes, you came in the game naked
I'm tryna make the throne my home, and I ain't restin'
Call it blessin', flyer than George Jetson
So many presidents, my pockets holdin' elections
Time is money and I ain't wastin' a second
Yeah, I'm on some old shit, that old Con Air [?]
That white on white Benz look like Pillsbury dough shit
Asshole, the cash flow 'bout as deep as an ocean
Notice the focus (Uh-huh,) I'm the result of
When the flow lives up to the promotion, Connor gettin'
Money was written by Jon Connor.
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