Money Hypnosis

Look at me, do I look like I'm stuck
Does it look like I'm stressing, bust
Don't got a lot but got enough
Hypnotized by dollar signs the money keep me to myself

Wish I had [?] that I could increase my wealth
If I ain't with T-Bo or Ghost can catch me smoking by myself
Unless I'm posted in LA
Smoking with Wulf, Chris, Bones and them
Just got off the phone with El told me ways to better myself
Nothing but amateurs in sight guess I just compete with myself

I'm still on that 808 beat and nigga ass shit
Fuck responding to a tweet I pulled out on your ass quick
Special moola [?] and turn your flex to ashes
I don't care about much at all when I'm smoking and stacking
I'm kicked back, relaxing, half a blunt in my right hand
See me posted with your slut, ain't no telling what happened
Just know when she get back to you she may have an accent
She may teach you what I taught her to make you some cash quick

See bruh when you hate on me, it's like you hating on yourself
My potential to succeed is just something you cannot accept
Get her wet so much I swear under hypnosis from my wealth
But before I splurge on you
I'd burn my funds and kill myself