Everybody comes up We don’t like to be stuck Once I got my funds up Now my glock is pack-a-punch Boy you better pack a lunch Cuz we abouta put the workin That’s for certain It’s a must I was hurtin for the trust I was searchin for the lust As my heart began to rust I was smokin on dust out the bag When I bust out the jag damn Now they lookin mad damn Got me back inside my bag They got my back on top of that I adapt and then react And like a spinal tap They might stick you in your back So just never turn your back on the game Or else you’ll feel the pain I know it sounds insane The clues are just plain They just want you in your lane That’s how they make they’re gain I don’t do this for the fame I don’t do this for the fun I do this for the funds and the love