Get the bag 💰

(Verse 1) Countin' up the racks, I’m in the shadows, no light, Heart cold as ice, got my mind on the fight, Money on the table, ain’t no time for the games, In this dark world, only loyalty remains. Eyes on the prize, watch me move like a ghost, Stackin' up the paper, man, I’m doin' the most, In the trap late night, where the real ones reside, Get the bag by any means, no need to hide. (Verse 2) Trust is a luxury, keep it tight with the crew, If they cross the line, then we know what to do, Survivin' in the trenches, where the shadows creep, Chasin' all this paper while the others just sleep. Countin' every dollar, I’m a beast on the grind, Dark thoughts in my head, but the cash keep me blind, Life’s a game of chess, I’m the king with the plan, Get the bag, stay strapped, that’s the life of a man.(Verse 1) Pull up in the whip, yeah, you know I'm on a mission, Countin' all this paper, man, I'm steady on my vision, Streetlights flashin', got my mind on the grind, Hustle so relentless, never fallin' behind. Money in the duffle, watch it stack like a tower, Late nights grindin', man, I'm workin' every hour, Enemies lurkin', but I keep my circle tight, Cash rules everything, I'm chasin' every light. (Verse 2) Rollin' with the fam, yeah, we all about the cash, Dreams so big, can't be livin' in the past, From the block to the top, now we breakin' all the rules, Investin' in the future, man, we ain't nobody's fools. Got the streets on lock, can’t nobody take my shine, Every move calculated, yeah, I'm runnin' out of time, Stack it up, flip it, watch it grow like a tree, In this game for the win, ain't no stoppin' me.(Verse 1) Yeah, I’m on the grind, never lookin’ back, Stackin’ paper, makin’ moves, that’s the plan, no slack. Hustle hard, rise up, gotta stay in the zone, Chasin’ dreams, get the bag, I’m in it alone. Late nights, bright lights, vision clear as day, Countin’ blessings, every step, I’m paving my way. Enemies lurkin’, but I’m built for the fight, Got my eyes on the prize, it’s a beautiful sight. (Verse 2) From the bottom to the top, yeah, I’m raisin’ the stakes, No time for excuses, I’m makin’ no mistakes. Runnin’ with the wolves, but I’m packin’ the heat, In this jungle of life, I’m destined to eat. Every setback’s a setup for a major comeback, I’m the king of my city, puttin’ real on the map. So when they ask what I’m about, I just smile and say, “Get the bag, keep it movin’, that’s the only way.”