9pm Lyrics

Computer, a young nigga run up his digits

Wrapping my head round the concept

Money ain't nothing but I gotta get it

Need three dollars signs like Matt Ox and Jahseh

Hunger for money is making me livid

I seen the future and thought it was vivid

No one gonna take away my destination

Ain't letting shit fly, cause I do not play quidditch

Computer, a young nigga run up his digits

Wrapping my head round the concept

Money ain't nothing but I gotta get it

Need three dollars signs like Matt Ox and Jahseh

Hunger for money is making me livid

I seen the future and thought it was vivid

No one gon take away my destination

Ain't letting shit fly, cause I do not play quidditch

Cocaine flakes on a five dollar bill

Sour cream on a whole lot of guac

Trigger finger stuck on the hood boy gun, Yeah the 556 don't stop

Still looking back on the cap ass niggas

Talked so much and never got shot

Relevance ain't with you, better act like a kid, go head and kick rocks

Chilling by the docks

Taking my mind off the hardships in the world

Everybody mind on a Jesus piece

Now they can't pay rent, spent a check on a pearl

Shawty got nun but dome on her mind, like damn you turned to a zombie girl?

Scripture run its course through my soul, I live in the moment, ain't of this world

When money lurks and cross through my path

I take bout half the check and I stash

Treat my purchases like a like button

The remaining total gets smashed

When I'm chill inside of a house

Gifted by god and forged by hands

I'll need a bad girl with intelligence, I love stats as much I love ass

Aye

Losing my mind was needed, I used to loathe on the fact it was bad

But then I switched up my perception

And realized my trauma was telling me cap

So after that, I fixed the puzzle that I call my brain, and I became glad

Cause now my awareness is high as the Eiffel

And fast as a challenger scat pack

Computer, a young nigga run up his digits

Wrapping my head around the concept

Money ain't nothing but I gotta get it

Need three dollars signs are like Matt Ox and Jahseh

Hunger for money is making me livid

I seen the future and thought it was vivid

No one gon take away my destination

Ain't letting shit fly, cause I do not play quidditch

Computer, a young nigga run up his digits

Wrapping my head around the concept

Money ain't nothing but I gotta get it

Need three dollars signs like Matt Ox and Jahseh

Hunger for money is making me livid

I seen the future and thought it was vivid

No one gon take away my destination

Ain't letting shit fly, cause I do not play quidditch

Save my soul

God swooped in and saved my soul

Even though darkness lurks at home

My mindset changed, and I'm glad that's so

Save my soul

God swooped in and saved my soul

Even though darkness lurks at home

My mindset changed, and I'm glad that's so

Save my soul

God swooped in and saved my soul

Even though darkness lurks at home

My mindset changed, and I'm glad that's so

Save my soul

God swooped in and saved my soul

Even though darkness lurks at home

My mindset changed, and i'm glad that's so

The whole point of this game is to elevate

If you don't elevate you disintegrate

Stay safe and meditate

Demons lurk in the heaven gates

Don't stray away, stay away, from what does not resonate

For lies will anticipate, your cry's out loud for heaven's sake

This world is so menacing but yet it's so beautiful and so heavenly, heavenly