[Verse 1: Action Bronson] I'm the perfect portrait of a man hop out the burgundy brougham Looking like zohan get with the program Leave you with no head then no hands No more holding hands motherf**ers is sweeter than golden grahams I represent a place were you wish you were from f** around slip up you'll be missing a son Just like a cloudy day Dime bag and some mother f**ing alisé Never forget from were I came from day one b**h I does this gave your b**h a chunkiss is to chase the monsters Smoking stupid sh** to keep my f**ing lungs fit Hard top gators click clacking like a gun clip Drinking liquor out the bottle It feels like I just won the lotto I only made a million dollars Already spent that million dollars [Chorus:] It go mo money mo crime screaming f** the po-nine I hold mine down ain't no gett'n it if you don't grind Homie I want the whole nine Real ones that cosign they I know I'm official Lets get this money it's go time say let's get this money it go time You heard gotta get this money it's go time uugh let's get this money it go time Can't stop gotta get that money it's go time [Verse 2: Go Time] Think back to when all us was starving Then I discovered lyrically in sort of a problem So when you hear this flawless recording Cherish your money and thank God I never resorted to robbing 06-268 duce when I arrive Who do admire guys who was spitting fire bars Who knew that I would rise and quite guys that hated and go into quite ties with The ones Idolize I grind cus I'm beyond what I was on B Hated putt'n my sneakers on when they was grungy Tryna get on son I was onrgy Slinging trash bags full of ol racks mom though it was laundry I'm tryna make the balance and stay away from wild'n But ain't faces smiling I ain't becoming no waste a talent If you ain't tryna progress you don't impress me Show off cuz you can't spell hustle without the “st” [Chorus]