Goin Hard - Money Man

I’m goin' hard, I got them cards

This is a Ram in my garage

I got them loads in my garage

Niggas ain’t real, they a mirage

I caught a play at the Montage

Then I pulled off inside a Dodge

I am not broke, I keep a wad

I’m on an island, I hit a PAWG

I bought the Maybach just for the fall

I got her number and I never call

Get off a flight and I tear down a mall

Hop in a bitch and I tear down her walls

Fuck a long bid, I’ma shoot at the law

Fuck a long bid, I’ma bond out tomorrow

Fuck a long sentence, I’ll go on the run

I got that zaza polluting my lungs

Dirty ass money polluting my funds

Fifties and hundreds, I don’t do ones

I know she a thot, she not a nun

She finna blow me just like a gun

First class flight, I just went to Kailua

Already shining, I don’t need no jeweler

Ice cube wrist, I don’t need no cooler

Runnin' to the check, let me lace up my Pumas

Runnin' to the check, let me lace up my Louis

I took a broad in from Saint Louis

X-Men hundreds, they blue like Beast

So my pockets, they got them mutants

Russian AK came straight from Putin

Fakin' out the FBI, nigga, I’m jukin'

Everything legal, this weed I’m juicing

I ain’t buy her shit, so she callin' me frugal

Had to cut the bitch off, she was too stupid

Nigga, I’ma shoot just like Porziņģis

Nigga, I’ma shoot just like I’m Luka

Sometimes I meditate just like Buddha

I don’t fuck around, I’ll do a nigga gruesome

Got at least ten different broads in Houston

These niggas ain’t got drive, they useless

Everything I put my mind to, I’m doin'

I don’t need features, they’ll fuck up my music

Everything free on me from boostin'

Sing to a bad bitch, nigga, I’m croonin'

Burned down the CP spot, I’m movin'

Burned out a laptop, nigga, I’m focused

Ridin' in a double R, nigga, I’m Ghost-ing

Clean ass bitch, yeah, nigga, I’m soakin'

Ridin' with a top model, yeah, she a trophy

I’m goin' hard, I got them cards

This is a Ram in my garage

I got them loads in my garage

Niggas ain’t real, they a mirage

I caught a play at the Montage

Then I pulled off inside a Dodge

I am not broke, I keep a wad

I’m on an island, I hit a PAWG

I bought the Maybach just for the fall

I got her number and I never call

Get off a flight and I tear down a mall

Hop in a bitch and I tear down her walls

Fuck a long bid, I’ma shoot at the law

Fuck a long bid, I’ma bond out tomorrow

Fuck a long sentence, I’ll go on the run

I got that zaza polluting my lungs