[Verse 1: AK]
Motivated, just by the smell of money
Taking my n***as out the hood make sure they never bummin
Taking your b**hes out your arms with the k**er swag
Seeing that most you n***as fake now I don't feel as bad
Finna spazz, N.E.R.D. on the beat
Hope my n***a CP, don't mind me RIPing this beat
Take you down to the ghettos to the streets
Them creators like Geppetto in the kitchen cooking heat
Quit the b**hin my n***a and get some more cash
Don't stop stackin' till the storm is on your forecast
Hit the strip club throw it all on a ho's a**
They tell you "why?", tell em don't ask, n***a
[Hook]
Stack them dollars till you can't stack up no more, n***a
Tell yourself that you're gonna get it, get up and go
Stack them dollars till you can't stack up no more, n***a
Tell yourself that you're gonna get it, get up and go
[Verse 2: Issa Dash]
Okay I'm stackin paper, get high like them scrapers,
Two blunts now I make like the tater
Two b**hes in the back entertain us
How you getting enlightened with no paper?
But you don't hear me though
Elevated high when I'm off that dro
Got that low three double 0 for the oh,
Sour Diesel puffin on that heavy smoke
Say I'm on my sh**, prophetic it's when you hear me spit
Psychedelic kid when I'm off that hit
And the LS sh** and a couple bong rips
Keep your circle tight, b**hes out here, yea them n***as gon' bite
Never see clanly so with the tray by me
Lay a demon down only use one round get down
But I ain't no k**er, promise I blow go get them sinners
Count my figures in a circle of the winners
To my summers and my winters and there's only gods with us
Count stacks laid back, where my herbs at?
If it's the finest of the loud I'mma burn that
Theres knowledge out here go learn that
Get up on your sh**, light work n***a
Pharmacist supply that medicine, got that remedy for the menaces
Here another nation, liberation
From the late month for me is I'm blessed like a mason
Psycho like I'm Jason and I'm chasin' all the richest big faces
Live life elevated, Neo from the matrix, n***a I'm faded
[Hook]
[Verse 3: AK]
Uh, elevated and that's an understatement
Work by the power of Satan, addicted to the payments
We all sinners, n***a no one is perfect,
We all winners I just happened to surface
The root to evil, dollars consuming people
People pursuing dollars, like God but there's no equal
Think good, the mind's at waste, a timeless plague upon our race
I'm to say, ridin for your honor, n***a crime pays
The times changing, sand slipping down the hourgla**
No room for error in this era of the first cla**
Gotta adapt or get trapped, stack and get off of the mat
n***a f** them b**hes, chase your goals, get them riches