Verse 1) Grinding hard, spitting flames, I'm on fire Kodak Fund$ am the name, you admire 167 BPM, I'm steady on the beat 50 Cent style, I bring the heat, elite I'm the hustler, the game's kingpin Stacking up the paper, watch the money spin No time for distractions, I stay focused Every move I make, calculated and noticed I'm a lyrical genius, my flow so sick Rhymes so tight, you can't predict my next trick I'm in the streets, making moves, getting paid No time for games, I'm on the crusade I'm the realest in the game, can't be tamed 50 Cent's style, that's how I'm named I'm relentless, never backing down Grinding hard, running this town (Verse 2) I'm a money-making machine, no time to rest Hustling every day, putting myself to the test I'm a legend in the making, can't be denied Kodak Fund$ on the rise, reaching new heights I'm spitting fire, burning up the mic These haters can't handle the heat, take flight I'm the king of the streets, ruling with power Stacking up the cash, every dollar, every hour I'm a boss, making moves, I'm never stagnant Every step I take, strategic and consistent I'm the one they fear, they can't comprehend The empire I'm building, it's about to ascend I'm grinding hard, spitting flames, it's my time