(V1) Blow between the sheets/ Red spots on your knees
This impala keeps me free/ Undercover pig's a fallacy.
It's you and me baby/ Through the tunnel you will see
Scumbag fleas in/ A Great Big City (x2)

(Pre-Ch1) I had nine lives now three/ Smoking shitty coke and weed
Until she crossed my eyes, you used to have me hypnotized
Lying about all my means/ No truth since I was q6
You put your trust in me/ Doesn't really matter when you

(Ch1) Are gonna make a lot of
$ MONEY $ MONEY $ MONEY $
We're gonna make a lot of

(V2) Roll between the sheets/ Red spots on your cheek
The devil leaves me be/ If I give him what he seeks
It's you and me baby/ Through the tunnel you will see
Scumbag fleas in/ A Great Big City (x2)

(Pre-Ch2) Had a woman now three/ And they're all leavin' me
Fresh wounds, they still bleed/ Blows the only friend I need
Was finally feeling free/ Now someone's following me
Haven't slept a wink in weeks/ Doesn't really matter when you

(Ch2) Are gonna make a lot of
$ MONEY $ MONEY $ MONEY $
We're gonna make a lot of

(V3) The guns are out, guns are out/ With every pop the lights go out
Too much money to flaunt about/ They say a week ago I should've ditched town
Thugs about and grunts about/ Sirens blaring I hear the sounds
A flash in the pan, I flounder a round
[dead fish godfather imagery]

(Br) I've been hustling my whole life and you better believe it

(Ch3) (But it) Doesn't really matter when you
Make a lot of
$ MONEY $ MONEY $ MONEY $