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Yeah, turn the mic down ATL Jacob Yeah yeah, turn the mic I'm makin' this money, it's drivin' me crazy I'm fuckin' these bitches, they drivin' me crazy Thirty chains on me Ten million on me Yeah yeah I'm in the studio with my Cali nigga In the jugg house, kickin' bales with Bali's nigga In the nineties nigga, we was ridin' colors with rallies nigga In my hood I was sellin' dope in alleys nigga You can't finesse me, I'm a mathematician Done made two hundred million, I'm in the right position I'm in my own lane, so ain't no competition I gotta thank God I never been to prison (Young Scooter) I got away with murder, forgive me for all my sinnin' I'm doin' it for my kids, I'ma keep winnin' (count up) My son 11 years old, already talkin' millions By the time he 18, he own his own business I'm doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids (BMFBG) I gotta do it big, gotta do it big I'm doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids I gotta do it big, gotta do it big SongtexteI'm doin' it for my son, and my fuckin' daughter Black Amigo Scooter never had a father Juugin' in these dirty streets, yeah it made me smarter Gotta stay away from them niggas with them fed charges I ain't give a damn what my daddy left My mama had the plug and I was right there Elementary school, and already was a hustler I was in middle school and already servin' customers This is real talk, ain't nobody gon' fuck with us I got Lil Dino with me, and he ready to touch you up I used to be broke but, now a nigga rich as fuck The streets ain't safe boy, you better keep you a pistol tucked I got pounds, got bricks, I got ice When the trap get hot, jump on a flight To this money I got married, that's my wife Everyday I'm flexin' nigga, that's my life My lil cousin Quay fought and they gave him life Jugg house, make over fifty bands a night No flaws, sellin' weed for the rest of my life HNIC and BMG and that's for life I made the Rollie talk big dawg lingo Roll through the hood, let the kids yell bingo Ten gold rings on my fingers, just like Deion All red Mulsanne, bust the brain on a peon Money, mo' money, mo' money, I think it done went to the head Tatted my neck and my stomach, I'm 'bout to go tat up my legs They puttin' the cut in the Actavis, now we gon' drink up the red I copped me a Lambo, before I pulled off, I pulled off the head Yeah, the Maybach got Maybach covers, takin' a nap in the bed Yeah, I count a few million up and talk to my niggas in feds Yeah, put em on FaceTime, let 'em see bitches I hit Yeah, let 'em see all of my chains juggin' and look at my wrist, yeah I'm doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids (BMFBG) I gotta do it big, gotta do it big I'm doin' it for my kids, doin' it for my kids I gotta do it big, gotta do it big I'm doin' it for my son, and my fuckin' daughter Black Amigo Scooter never had a father Juugin' in these dirty streets, yeah it made me smarter Gotta stay away from them niggas with them fed charges I'm makin' this money, it's drivin' me crazy I'm fuckin' these bitches, they drivin' me crazy Thirty chains on me 10 million on me (Y'all fufu, fuckin' goofy) Aus Songtexte Mania