Get off my d**k, let me do me That's a million bucks, every two weeks I'm f**king on an actress, we making movies I'm pulling out my camera, we shooting new scenes I'm flexing stupid on these ni**as, puking on these ni**as Sipping all this drank, Lord I'm juicing on these ni**as Got my bi**h balling hard, Sheryl Swooping on these ni**as Mind your f**king business and stop googling on me, ni**a I do Tunechi on these ni**as
Riding through the city with a bad bi**h with me She wanna know if she can bring her friends But my ni**as wanna know if they're pretty Yeah they can tag along Bet you I could tag em all With a little love and some alcohol But I'ma pass em off to my ni**as Kick em out when I'm done, ni**a, f**k em all Back to the grind I work so hard like I get paid overtime But when I see the check come deep Run up in the mall, buy the same thing three times Call this foreplay Cause when the hoes see me shop, you can see the panties drop Running up a check get em so wet Gotta ball out, call it Bowflex They wanna know how I go so hard but I'm still so young Enemy so good, and I'm still not done No I ain't stopping til I got it all And I'm winning til it ain't no room for losing
I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Get cash, get cars, go hard I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Ni**a I don't ask why you do your job I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I grind sundown to sunrise Don't tell me to prove it, cause I might lose it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Don't have to tell you, the plan is relentless I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Ni**a that's my business Even if you say you don't f**k with it
Cause you know for my ni**as I'ma stay down Stay down, stay down We never trust them bi**hes, better lay down Lay down, lay down But they never come around when the money out Money out, money out I've done seen people that ran out Tryna come around for a handout
I woke up this morning, d**k rock hard If you looking for your woman, she just hopped off If you looking for some trouble, ain't gotta look far I put that d**k in her stomach, she holla, Good Lord I put that d**k in her stomach, she holla, Good God These ni**as claiming they thugging, they know they good boys My ni**as call me Kg, cause I'm the Kush God And my coupe don't need a key I'm talking push start, push start Riding and vibing, ain't hiding, come find me It ain't hard to find me cause ni**a I'm shining I ain't got to tell these boys, they know I'm shining I ain't got to tell my goons turn up, they bother you F**k with me right now, that's bad timing Fatherless children and sad mommies F**k all this s**t they be saying bout me I'm on that sipping, too damn drowsy for that bulls**t
I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Get cash, get cars, go hard I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Ni**a I don't ask why you do your job I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I grind sundown to sunrise Don't tell me to prove it, cause I might lose it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Don't have to tell you, the plan is relentless I ain't gotta tell you why I do it Ni**a that's my business Even if you say you don't f**k with it