Yea, turn the mic up

(ATL Jacob)

Yea, yea turn the mic up

I'm makin' this money, it's drivin' me crazy

I'm f**kin' these bitches, they drivin' me crazy

30 chains on me

10 million on me

Yea, yea



I'm in the studio with my Cali nigga

In the drug house, kickin' baless with Bally's nigga

In the 90's nigga was ridin' colors with Rally's nigga

In my hood, I was sellin' dope in alleys nigga

You can't finesse me, I'm a mathematician

Just made 200 million I'm in the right position

I'm in my own lane, so ain't no competition

I gotta thank God, I never been to prison

I got away with murder, forgive me for all my sinnin'

I'm doin' it for my kids, I'ma keep winnin'

My son 11 years old, already talkin' millions

By the time he 18, he on his own business



I'm doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids

I gotta do it big, gotta do it big

I'm doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids

I gotta do it big, gotta do it big

I'm doin' it for my son, and my f**kin' daughter

Black Amigo Scooter, never had a father

Juugin' in these dirty streets, yea it made me smarter

Gotta stay away from them niggas with them fed charges



I ain't gave a damn when my daddy left

My momma had the plug and I was right there

Elementary school, I was already a hustla

I was in middle school already servin' customers

This is real talk, ain't no body gon' f**k with us

I got Lil Dino with me, and he ready to touch you up

I use to be broke, but now a nigga rich as f**k

These streets ain't safe boy, you better keep you a pistol tucked

I got pounds, got bricks, I got ice

When the trap get hot, jump on a flight

To this money I got married, that's my wife

Everyday I'm flexin' nigga, that's my life

My lil' cousin Quay Forty they gave him life

Juug house make over fifty bands a night

No flaw, sellin' weed for the rest of my life

H.N.I.C and BMG that's for life



I made the Rollie talk big dawg lingo

Roll through the hood, let the kids yell bingo

Ten gold rings on my fingers, just like Deion

All red Mulsanne bust the brain on a peon

Money, mo' money, mo' money I'm takin' one to the head

Tat up my neck and my stomach, I'm 'bout to go tat up my legs

They puttin' the cut in the Actavis now we gon' drink up the red

I copped me a Lambo',before I pulled out, I pulled off the head

Yeah, the Maybach I Maybach, coffers takin' a nap in the bed

Yeah, I count a few million up and talk to my niggas in the feds

Put 'em on Facetime, let 'em see bitches I hit

Let 'em see all of my chains nigga and look at my wrist



I'm doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids

I gotta do it big, gotta do it big

I'm doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids

I gotta do it big, gotta do it big

I'm doin' it for my son, and my f**kin' daughters

Black Amigo go Scooter, never had a father

Juugin' in these dirty streets, yea made me smarter

Gotta stay away from them niggas with them fan chargers



I'm makin' this money, it's drivin' me crazy

I'm f**kin' these bitches, they drivin' me crazy

30 chains on me

10 million on me

f**kin' goofy