Business Class Lyrics

Running out of money

I just spend last rack

Flip it get another 10

I'm back in my bag

6 months on the road

And then I never looked back

Running out money

Just the run up the bag

You need money

To make money

Most of don't have it

Most of us hate our jobs

Hardly find a balance

Drinking or drug abuse

Hide it from the cameras

Hide if from mothers our parents

Can't understand us

I was in high school

Pour lean in business class

Tried to pay attention

But my mind was on her ass

Little miss princess

Silver spoon

Living room

HD surround sound

Dipping in the swimming pool

Wait

Girl

I'ma pop it

I'ma go and fly up to the moon

Drop

Really up the level with it

Confirmation

Actually with it

I don't need to fake to get it

Spend it and I make it back

It's like I never fucking spent it

Blap

It's like I'm always active with it

Paint a picture actually vivid

Drop a beat and I swear kill it

Blap

In this building I been chilling

Press record and watch me get it

She know im the mother fucking man

10 years I been manifesting

working at it never resting

Trying focus on the fucking plan

Bells ringing

Nostalgic feeling

Try stack the money in the mother fucking bag…

I was in high school

Poured that lean in business class

And then I was floating going to my next class

Counting money im already good at maths

Bitch you funny you must have liquor in that gl