Get up out the bed,
ayy, get up out the bed
Bitch, I got these thoughts in my head
I be thinkin' bout my family,
thinkin' bout my bread
How the fuck they get this bread?
It's okay, I know, everything is coming
In due time
It's okay,
everything ain't about money
Either way,
I'ma make my own
Life be gettin' crazy, it's gon' be fine
Your love in a
Rari or a
Wraithy,
I'ma choose mine
Nigga wanna show me for a
Wraithy,
I'ma do time
Cause everything ain't about money
You get hit up in your shit,
takin' shit from me
My respect,
cause everything ain't about money
You get hit up in your own shit,
takin' shit from me
need my respect,
I need my respect
Get up out the bed, ayy,
get up out the bed
Bitch, I got these thoughts in my head
I be thinkin' bout my family,
thinkin' bout my bread
How the fuck they get this bread?
It's okay, I know everything is coming
In due time, it's okay,
everything ain't about money
Nigga tryna play it on hit or down,
I'm a fuckin' rockstar
Fuckin' up the roads and that money,
I be countin'
Money stacked taller,
bitch, like a mountain
Got her pussy wet and it's
drippin' like a fountain
Then I lost my heart to the streets,
but I found it
Fat shit, I'm puttin' up,
when I pull up, I park it
Nigga, if it's smoke,
I pull up and get to smokin'
Bitch, I got these thoughts in my head I be
thinkin' bout my family, thinkin' bout
my bread I don't fuck to get this bread
It's okay, I know,
everything is comin'
In due time
It's okay,
everything ain't about money