when is time to get this money machine like a Sonja nocking on heaven gate we going higher we getting closer ghetto growing stronger nor we speaking Lauder never go retire till I get fire hustle till infinity street credibility searching for real life grind with this billion counting this paper spending on my family cause I love my people let the money rain on me see many raining days money make me balling never go be better than this never go be harder than this brothers gives their life for this body keep lost in the street money is like heavenly raze pray for my life everyday let the money come my way suffering every day by day try push the pain away living like a trap star rolling like gangster, no going back no more never going block no more never want tist ghetto let me tist it