On My Line

All this money on my line

All this money on my mind

I'm a cop it flip it stack it

Motherfuck a 9-5

All this money on my line

Nothin' funny 'bout this grind

All I got is fuckin' time

I'm just prayin' for a sign

All this money on my line

All this money on my mind

I'm a cop it flip it stack it

Motherfuck a 9-5

All this money on my line

Nothin' funny 'bout this grind

All I got is fuckin' time

I'm just prayin' for a sign

Pop it up, like the pop the smoke

Get to flippin' pot and smoke

Never whipped a pot & smoke

But I can whip a drop & spokes

If she talkin' I just roll

I just pour some H20

Less she talkin' super soaking

On the pipe and wanna choke

Servin' brocc & artichoke

I'm a stand up, art of jokes

Said it's funny when I tell her I'm a grower

Not a show

Gettin' 300 a show

My accountants on the phone

Sharin' details about a TL and a

20,000 loan

I'm the lender, fuck a spender

At the centre is song

Only assets that these dudes be ownin'

Is a car or home

And they askin' how the fuck you makin' money in recession

This some extra motivation I just stopped blocking my blessins' yeah

All this money on my line

All this money on my mind

I'm a cop it flip it stack it

Motherfuck a 9-5

All this money on my line

Nothin' funny 'bout this grind

All I got is fuckin' time

I'm just prayin' for a sign

All this money on my line

All this money on my mind

I'm a cop it flip it stack it

Motherfuck a 9-5

All this money on my line

Nothin' funny 'bout this grind

All I got is fuckin' time

I'm just prayin' for a sign

Bust it up & bust it down

Yeah my phone be goin' off

And I swear that I'm so fuckin' tired

That I'm goin' off

All this money on my line

All these druggies on my mind

Motherfuck a 9-5

Everyday I'm on the grind

I was so glad to put the dope down

Servin' hope now I'm so profound

I'm a go down, as the greatest rapper

That a wrote down couple pronouns

Fuckin' Estedon how you pronounce

I done sold once & I sold ounce

Put the tickets up and done I sold out

Wanna benz, autobahns we roll out

Autobots bitch we auto body

Caught the holy ghost feelin' outta body

And she wanna baby, and she gotta papi

I'm a steady servin' son & mom and papi

immigrants, grew without a papi

Grew in Carolina, that was on Ducati

We was in suzuki's, now we on bugatti's

Now I'm gettin' toppy and she callin' Papi

All this money on my line

All this money on my mind

I'm a cop it flip it stack it

Motherfuck a 9-5

All this money on my line

Nothin' funny 'bout this grind

All I got is fuckin' time

I'm just prayin' for a sign

All this money on my line

All this money on my mind

I'm a cop it flip it stack it

Motherfuck a 9-5

All this money on my line

Nothin' funny 'bout this grind

All I got is fuckin' time

I'm just prayin' for a sign