Oh They wishen,,,,, but I ain’t with the wishen not since I stopped believing in leprechauns pots of gold at the end of rainbows where I’m from no room for fairy tales I expect I don’t envision I manifest so I live they wants they pray on those that spend they days on bended knees so I hustle n I flip anything that bring me green that’s a stack so nice so crisp make enough chin up living like I’m it red ballon tied to the gutter balling clowning over beats I need my grip locked away the glock no more taking risk let the flow elevate my rich flip side I’m the better half of the disk no disk well download me into your frontal cortex I’m ya fix download this I’m so heavenly this elevation closer to the gold mine that’s my truth that’s my rich this is really me closer more intune with the body floating on the soul laughing at this mediocre world they ain’t with the vision they eyes is cloudy cataracts is setting in they getting old they must forgot what it mean to be a hungry soul so set In they ways they fail to appreciate the bold this games to be given neva sold in time the same old faces same mean souls still sittin still cold toss um a blanket serenade um with song u warm up they soul the body bound to follow love frees the world lead um out the darkness back into the light remind um why they picked up the got dam mic if you from the hood u feel me right remember what it’s like when it’s time to ride ride do or die even if I’m seeing riches I’m a humble motherfucka yeah I caught the beat I’m humming something sitting inda ride talking bout the things I’ve dunnin neva with the running loaded up we gunning bummy bummy ski mask up I need some moneh moneh moneh why the fuck the world make me want so much I had to learn to take it oh im on it hunting for my moneh moneh moneh comming for my moneh moneh