The Intro

Lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Duke] I gotta get this money, that's my number one concern Be humble, sit back and wait your turn Shoot at your head, burning just like a bird But I'm tryna chace [?] more than I deserve I never did shit, right, that's why I had to go left Started from the bottom, and I did this shit myself And I'm working in the kitchen, and I'm whippin it like a slave The way I clean that money up, I should be a made [Verse 1: Lil Duke] This a transition, I was on the corner tryna get it back Also tryna flip it, I'm a magission Add them numbers real fast, I'm a mathematician Back against the wall, I'm in the hood like a [?] Droppin bombs on these beats, your trigger steady clickin I'm rolling 68, only I got all 9 tickets Niggas ain't making no noise, all I hear is crickets I ain't talking bout them satay, see what I say when I say when we got them chickens It's a great blessing I understand Used to do this shit for free, but now I'm getting payed Right now I'm on my way to BET, who gonna stop? me Still thinking of a masterplan, who's on top of me? [Chorus: Lil Duke] I gotta get this money, that's my number one concern Be humble, sit back and wait your turn Shoot at your head, burning just like a bird But I'm tryna chace [?] more than I deserve I never did shit, right, that's why I had to go left Started from the bottom, and I did this shit myself And I'm working in the kitchen, and I'm whippin it like a slave The way I clean that money up, I should be a made [Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa] Flippa! Ten years old when I jumped off the portch Now I'm twenty-one years old, tryna buy a Turbo Porsh Used to make my own beats, now we fucking with [?] You can catch me in Versace, but I used to hit the doors The same Migo shooters got some brand new bazookas I call for real money, smoking like a hooka Cory got the ruger, he a cirtified shooter If you try to argue first, bet my whole team juug ya Pockets they on sloppy, bankrolls like [?] Tripple double everytime pack come like a [?] Pull up in a different whip like a booster I stay true to my religion like [?] [Chorus: Lil Duke] I gotta get this money, that's my number one concern Be humble, sit back and wait your turn Shoot at your head, burning just like a bird But I'm tryna chace [?] more than I deserve I never did shit, right, that's why I had to go left Started from the bottom, and I did this shit myself And I'm working in the kitchen, and I'm whippin it like a slave The way I clean that money up, I should be a made