I got to clear my mind, I got to clear my head

And getting money what we used to, we sacrificing for the bread

I got to clear my mind, I got to clear my head

And getting money what we used to, we sacrificing for the bread

I'm on the come up, nigga, I'm different, I'm really just fightin' for somethin'

And I walk alone, I don't need a whip full of niggas

It look like I'm hikin' or somethin

She said she like my voice, gotta chill with the bitch, I ain't got no choice

Yeah, I used to like that Maybach Music, but now I need a Rolls Royce

Six speed

I'ma just give what you want

Simply doin' what these niggas don't

Fifty racks came in on a boat

You know I won't sink, I'ma swim, goat

I got to clear my mind, I got to clear my head

And getting money what we used to, we sacrificing for the bread

Pullin' my racks, fallin' off

And this hoe, pick it up cause' she love it

I gotta move different, can't let them see what I'm on, can't be lovey-dovey

He try to run, put the racks on his head

I don't need a gun, I'ma beat him instead

Yeah, I told a nigga, switch up

I told a nigga, come blitz up

I told a nigga, put a stick up, fire

Put a mask on and it's long live doom

She try to get in, but it wasn't no room

I'ma need me a gold plated little tomb

I got to clear my mind, I got to clear my head

And getting money what we used to, we sacrificing for the bread