So we get it, I wear red jeans, no glitch, no gimmicks
I got monumental moves, yeah that's what I do
My advice, get with it
I'm a hundred percent of that raw hustler, so money ain't an option
Plus I'm grown, so I want BMs with stock rims
On and grind till that paper pile up
Till that roof and that bank's like a hundred miles up
I'ma go hard, till them presidents know my name
If you struggled on my yard, then you know about pain
So I gotta stay focused, I ain't on that broke-broke
Tryna take my a** and get about nine of that good grade