[Verse 1]

So what if I don't sell a million plus, I still keep a million bucks

In the garage it's a million net worth of trucks

Not any account, just a million, it's not enough

Ten million dollars when you start and start countin up

And while y'all countin and watchin me I'll be probably

Purchasing plenty property just cause I like monopoly

Yeah, Oprah must have adopted me

Top floor, don't a resident stay on top of me

Seems like my hustle is givin me paper cuts

Got it because I keep money beside the nuts

In love with my money when before I just had a crush

Fondled the paper, seen her shape and just had to touch

Chopper with the drum is the defence I bring

Paper comin out of my wallet like I print my green

Like the kid not king, I am Prince Hot-Keem

Bootleggers on it like "The Royal Penis is clean"

And I'm bout to take a trip to America

Wire one million to myself just to stare at a

Whole bunch of money, gettin the pants off a caramel

Chick, she kinda thick but I don't think that I'ma share it no



[Hook]

I'm what the business is, I'm what the business is

I ain't just talkin about it, I'm on my business kid

While they be talkin bout gettin it, I be gettin it

If you ain't out here grindin then mind your business

Don't think your grind can compare to mine

Cause I got toys that'll put yours to shame



[Verse 2]

Cars hahaha... please

Purchase two twins and the plates will say Siamese

Hope you don't reach for the bracelet inside my sleeve

Basketball team, it's a rocket inside the jeans

Ain't even a maybe if a baby would excite ya

Always put a helmet on the head like a biker

Thinkin I'm in the Chrysler, but really I'm in the Viper

Wouldn't call you baby if you was a toddler in a diaper

Thinkin I'm bout to wife her but really I'm bout to wipe her

Out the black book, look, ain't lovin ya, I just like ya

Booshie then I'm known to turn a heifer to a hiker

Every time they see me it's a crowd like a cipher

(Testing, testing) Mic check, one, two

How many cars in my yard? I'll check, one, two

Three, four, five, six, seven, skip eight, nine

If I keep countin we gon' be here for a real long time

It's a real long line, got the grill on shine

Might appear off clock but I am still on grind

Probably show up late but I am still gon' rhyme

Throw my watch on the ground so I'll appear on time

Why would I handcuff her? Nah, I don't really have to

She dark, probably see her on my arm like a tattoo

Got a lot of spots in the US like a map do

Watch and we can catch a flight like a pterodactyl

With my brigade, record industry slave

Couldn't be, I be bossin up, you can see that I'm paid

And my jeans is the same, bout a G of some change

Put my pants on the table and give my pockets some praise

In money we trust, I show my money a lot of love

In love with my money when y'all haters just havin lust

Hand in your pocket, only thing that you have is dust

I'm handlin bidness, mind your bidness or handle up cause...



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