[Intro]
Ya, J-O, Jo Jo
And um..

[Verse 1]
Okay, okay I'm going in
I gotta get the money, the paper rolls, and the Benjamins
Got a lot of haters, so I know I be blowing em
Guilty as charged, what the f*ck is innocence
Talking bout the minute men
Never spend a digit when the instrument came out
These n*ggas wasn't spending it
Real inventive with all these God damned hits and sh*t
Circumstances got me taking chances when I'm interested
I can flip the script, show you what it's workin for
Sick flow steady keepin n*ggas hurtin more
I'm too far in advance in this foot race
I gotta keep it one hundred, good grades!
Ya, always been cautious
Rappers claiming they sick, but never been nautious
Tell em to come off it, maybe they can sing tho?
Now, the fans yelling my name like bingo!

[Chorus - Anno]
I work all day, so I'ma count my money
I got paper, I'ma shut sh*t down
I'm in that club, we gon' snatch your honey
And she goes down whenever I'm around
A weekend warrior, paid on Friday
I'm broke by Monday, everyday it's a hobby
Hey, come on let's party
Until the sun comes up shorty
Baby, I'm just getting started, come party!

[Verse 2]
Ya, oh okay, I'm getting started
Gunner mentality, shots for the party
Wanna be mad at me? Cats talking softly
Ton of men after me, n*ggas tryna off me
But I don't spark heat, I let my words kill em
I'm the Sargent, watch how I drill em
Easily concealing word play for the win
I gotta keep my head high, wave when I fly by
Ya, now, it's sad to see, I'm getting paper easily
You need a new strategy
Consult the faculty, ask em for a half a G
Take it to the bank, you gotta count it accurately
Put it on the table, bet it for the re-up
I know I'ma win, so I go and kick my feet up
Strong enough to lift a thousand men
Now, I can relax, tell me where the couch has been

[Chorus - Anno]

[Verse 3]
Um.. oh okay, I guess it's going great
Someone got a problem with me?
I tell em "Show ya face.."
Step up, let me see if he can hold his weight
Cuz I'm passing turtle n*ggas moving at the slowest pace
I'm finna win the race, all I know is first place
Beating all these sucker emcees since the 1st grade
Keep it in the pocket like change
Cuz I got a dime chick on lock, I'm okay!
Hey, word to my mom
She done held me down since I was born and that's bond
And my father put work in, always working
And I love him cuz he's worth it
It's not a joke, I really do this, spitting fluent
Candy bar snatching, my flow is so rutheless
And for my n*ggas from around my way
Don't worry bout it, we gon' be on top one day!

[Chorus - Anno]