[Verse 1] 
I wake up in the morning money on my mind 
Work in the hood make sure my niggas grind 
House on da hill somewhere u can't find 
Even when I ain't around do know the cities mine 
There's no way they can stop the movement 
I keep shit flowing like the watches movement 
I used to just rhyme for the blocks amusement 
Now we worldwide hold on stop the music 
I break a best down like it was a lawn chair 
Tell the haters get ready for a long year 
We to the islands the weather more calm there 
You ain't got respect or money u don't belong there 
But fuck that tho, cause that ain't never meant nothing 
They don't care u got it they wanna see u spend 
something 
You say u a baller show u a baller 
Niggas talking be the same ones can't show u a dollar 
but uh 
[Hook] 
Somehow someway still living life 
Looking over my shoulder everyday 
But I'm getting to the money every step of the way 
And no matter what they told you believe me 
I did it my way 
[Verse 2] 
Hood nigga to the death won't nothing change 
In my jordan shoebox a buck n change 
Left the game covered in blood sweat and tears an these 
record execs be showing they fangs 
They rather see a nigga sign a 360 then run his own 
business 
I become a witness why I think we still op to do this 
independent 
But couldn't tell buy the jewels I threw up in the 
pendant 
Them shits major, niggas mad cause the bezel so wet 
Tell ya jeweler to upgrade ya 
Yeah see I paid the cost to be the boss 
Around real paper it's hard for u to floss 
Unless ya classy, goods manners took me where the money 
couldn't 
Was dead broke and ashy, now I'm just young fly and 
flashy 
These niggas was hoping thy this money get pass me 
[Hook] 
Somehow someway still living life 
Looking over my shoulder everyday 
But I'm getting to the money every step of the way 
And no matter what they told you believe me 
I did it my way 
[Verse 3] 
If I had to do it over again I wouldn't change a thang 
Be the same ol nigga/blowing my sour in a well rolled 
swisha 
Filling my glass up with that top shelf liquor 
Who'd ever figure that bo bet flow so sick he make the 
ink from the pen flow thicker 
This ain't nothing but a hustler's tale 
Yeah I'm real deep in thought after a couple a l's 
Blunt smoke from the roach clip under my nails 
And when them things touch down it's too much for a 
scale 
Get em to the corner brick a piece kapeesh 
Lil food for thought these niggas missed the feast now 
We got chubby and moved to miami 
Bitches wanna ride the car like eye candy 
Keep moving on to bigger and better things 
See u at the top yeah everything is everything 
[Hook] 
Somehow someway still living life 
Looking over my shoulder everyday 
But I'm getting to the money every step of the way 
And no matter what they told you believe me 
I did it my way