Talking:
Can I get in my bag real quick?

You know, I been getting a lot of text lately...
A lot of messages on social media
Asking if im ok, they aint seen me they aint heard from me
I'm fine, I just don't fuck with you
I don't fuck with none of y'all, b


Hook:

Why they worried bout me baby
I'm just tryna live my life
I've been acting different they keep asking
Yo what's on your mind
But I'm just tryna get it, I don't need permission
I'm about my business I need 7 digits
Why you worried bout me baby
I'm just tryna live my life

Verse 1:

80s baby I’m still in my prime though
The money coming in, let’s run it pronto
I moved bulk with the 6 without a Costco
And that ain’t have shit to do with Toronto
So many different colors in the duffel bag
Telling all my peers that i don’t fuck with that
But peep the glow up now investments they ain’t drug related
But every song is so dope you would think that Pusha slang it
But he can’t be making that much can he
He still clocking in bending that metal up
Well, the invoice is rocking without the old label, this tax bracket was cool but now let’s level up
You wanna talk numbers fine, i worked up something nice
I doubled last years gross, it’s only summertime
Woo... now can i get an ad lib
It hurts to say I’m this nice ain’t that a cracked rib

Hook:

Why they worried bout me baby
I'm just tryna live my life
I've been acting different they keep asking
Yo what's on your mind
But I'm just tryna get it, I don't need permission
I'm about my business I need 7 digits
Why you worried bout me baby
I'm just tryna live my life

Verse 2:

And i been out getting it, turn up the beat let’s get ignorant
I cut off my friends, and i silence the calls man it’s easy to sleep i don’t give a shit
Memory strong ain’t forgetting it, used to struggle with life now I’m killing it
Only thing in this world that I’m aiming to please is the gods of Mc and the people that i eat dinner with
Oh yeah the world keeps spinning yeah yeah
Don’t need your forgiveness yeah yeah
Feeling like sheen when he lost his mind i keep on winning yeah yeah
Ain’t done keep building yeah yeah
I thought i knew it all but bitch I’m just beginning yeah yeah
Ay what’s the word on the street, is that gon make you some money?
You do the work for people who don’t even fuck with you dummy
Ay young bul why you living like that
Imagine dying over fuck shit and remembered like that
It couldn’t be me, foundation way too solid
I’m bag talking with millionaires, you smoke and gossip
Worried bout me while ya light bill late
While i set up to where I’m sleeping and I still get paid
but hold up....

Verse 3:
Run it back yo, guess who's back though
Seen the gate guard, hit the back door
I'ma go into attack mode with the facts yo
Hit your girlfriend up on front of you
Cause I'm an asshole, run it back though
You on the sidelines, mad at the kid now
Ground level dwellers always yelling at the penthouse
I'm thinking back to when they told me put this shit down
Now they hit me like yo Kami put yo shit down
Lord have mercy I got so many accounts I'm invested in
I'm diversified, you can't hurt my pride
I don't just make back what I put in this though
I drop some money then I make it back ten fold
Yo shit is wack, do you roger that? 10-4
Just to remind y'all niggas what you is in for
The latest info, Wordzperfect back with that real shit
Yo, that's shit that you gotta deal with aww

Bridge:

Moving in the fast lane
Leaving all that bullshit in the past man
Can't be like y'all staying in the same spot
I just gotta get it yo I can't stop, I know

Hook:

Why they worried bout me baby
I'm just tryna live my life
I've been acting different they keep asking
Yo what's on your mind
But I'm just tryna get it, I don't need permission
I'm about my business I need 7 digits
Why you worried bout me baby
I'm just tryna live my life