blicky on my side.

I ain't never goin' broke, got my hustle on lock, Try to rob me, yuh get hit with the blicky, it’s hot, Smokin' on that sticky, vibe is feelin' so trippy, Shorty wanna gimme a icky, but nah, keep it risky. Rollin' through the city, pockets heavy, I’m ready, Counting up the digits, every move is so steady, Stackin' up the paper, ain't no time for the fakers, Living life fast, dodgin' all the heartbreakers. Money on my mind, I’m grindin' like a machine, Ain't no slowing down, you know what I mean, Shorty in my ear, talkin' 'bout the lovey-dovey, But I’m all about the bag, can’t be acting all fuzzy. So if you want the real, better bring your A-game, In this life I live, ain't no time for the lame, I’m out here making moves, watch me rise to the top, Blicky on my side, and I’m never gonna stop.