[Hook]
He say he want a quarter blow for the low
But this go high, the streets dry so hit the door
My n***a you gotta go
'Cause I ain't trying to hear that sh**
I ain't trying to hear that sh** (Yeeahh)
She say she wanna hit the room with your boy
But then she broke, just wanna f**
What the f**, f**ing b**h you gotta go
'Cause I ain't trying to hear that sh**
I ain't trying to hear that sh** (Yeeahh)
[Verse 1]
Minae done make dollars
Minae done make cents
If we ain't talking about cash
Then we ain't talking about sh**
Everyday not promising, I'm getting money and ball
Take care of your family, take care of your dogs
Ain't no use in just doing stupid sh** because you can
Why just be a doughboy when you can be the big man?
I try so hard to get rich
I ain't thinking about no b**h
Because when I through smashing her, I'm like "What did I get?"
So I continue to grind
I'm going hard for my kids, and then I pay baby mamas
On top of feeding my kids and then my whole squad n***a
My team depending on me, if I ain't buying the sack
Then how the f** we gonna eat?
n***a, how the f** we gonna eat?
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Thinking it might be fatal, so I'm going dumb hard
I got a woman at home, she sit and wait for the call
So I keep my protection
And thank god for blessing me, I could've been a dead n***a
Broke, f**ed up, I'm telling ya
So with that being said, I'm very cautious on trust
I don't trust nobody, I don't believe in luck
Everything that's happening is suppose to happen for real
Yeah, I'm on life insurance
Incase a n***a get k**ed, I gotta make sure [?]
My little family correct, because they can't get social security
I never had a [?], I'm from the streets of Memphis
Where n***as robbing for bags, where n***as stay paranoid
Don't wanna get that toe tag
Don't wanna get that toe tag
[Hook]