[Intro] Every time I make a run girl you turn around and cry I ask myself why oh why? [Hook] These n***as satisfied on the porch, these n***as satisfied smoking dope I guess they satisfied being broke Satisfied on their dick, ain't that a b**h? I won't be satisfied ‘til I'm rich – this real sh** If I wasn't rapping, I'd be selling dope, If I wasn't trapping, I'd be kicking doors ‘cause I ain't satisfied being broke Satisfied on my dick, I need a lick I won't be satisfied ‘til I'm rich – that's real sh** [Verse 1] I grind in the streets and grind in the sheets I need a mouth guard ‘cause I grind in my sleep My mama say she knew I was the beast since the sonogram Told her I ain't find out ‘til they gave your son a gram f** Uncle Sam, pay my tithes with them eyes Like Deuce Bigelow, cakes and pies, cakes and pies I bet the other side got some beautiful gardens I'm getting sick and tired of walking into an apartment It's like I'm Martin – so that's the girl next door? And moving on up is Bruh-Man from the 5th floor? sh**, if that's all we got to live for Then I'm willing to die trying to get more A schitzo finna blow, I expect the anger You n***as talkers, I'm a walker like Texas Ranger I told my angel we gon' make it, just be patient She said even a m**m gotta bring home the bacon [Verse 2] 5 years from now, I just see me getting fetti I see my whole team gucci with a bigger belly I see a bad foreign b**h with my dinner ready And you n***as can't see ahead like Wizard Kelly You petty, see I'm the type to grind ‘til I'm full You n***as half a** like a mule I said f** school, so now it's either trapper or rapper And I ain't taking no shorts like I'm going to Alaska When I wake up in the morning, gotta get that dough I gotta push that yola, gotta whip that coke A n***a play with my money – what you did that for? I got a truckload of hundreds but I need much more Yeah I'm a greedy motherf**er, I got an appetite I can't be pacified, this where my pa**ion lies I need the fastest ride, I want the baddest bride Can't do the cla**ifieds, I just ain't satisfied [Outro] Every time I make a run girl you turn around and cry I ask myself why oh why? See you must understand I can't work a 9 to 5 I ain't satisfied