Countin' racks in the shadows, yeah, I’m movin' stealth,

Countin' racks in the shadows, yeah, I’m movin' stealth, Cash rules everything, stack it up like wealth, Whippin' in the dark, got the beams on the ride, Enemies lurkin', but I keep my circle tight. (Verse 2) Flexin' on these haters, watch 'em envy my grind, Money talkin' loud, but I stay with a quiet mind, Pockets full of green, but my heart's still cold, 21 reasons why I never fold. (Verse 3) Late nights in the trap, where the real ones roam, Chasin' paper dreams, never need a throne, Dark vibes surround, but I shine like a diamond, Flexin' on the game, while these fakes keep tryin'. (Verse 4) Money in the air, yeah, we livin' reckless, Countin' up the blessings, never second guess this, Savage with the hustle, got the streets on lock, Flexin’ money moves, keep the heat, never stop.