Late nights, smoking out the pack here sittin in the booth
Late nights, popped a percocet like I got nun to lose
I can't feel my face and all my fingers started turnin blue
Number nine on my waist but this here really it ain't nun new
Don't you [A7call [Em]my [A]ρhone unless we talking bout these numbers
She keep blowing up my [A]ρhone say she been missing me all [Em]summer
Baby I been in my [A]zone honestly I'll keep it a hunnid
I do better on [C7]my [A]own cause they keep tɾyna pull me under
Get the bag can't fumble it sit down and [Bm]count all [Em]of this money up
This the way I'm coming let me see that money counter bruh
I get cash, credit, cheques, wire tɾansfers at the end of the month
All these dead faces need a coffin to [C7]keep this money tucked
I'm the boss the ceo, see I'm the product and [Bm]the business
Cut it, bag it up then send it out so far I go the distance
F*ck a pyrex pot the way I mix it up be [Am]hittin different
Got em [A]coming back they keep on [C7]asking for [Dm7]another snippet
I was [Am7]down until I found a way now I just got [Fm7]to [C7]get it
Pound for [Dm7]pound you [A7know I carry weight and [Bm]I'm not never kidding
Everyday pray for [Dm7]another day you [A7see the way I'm living
Ever since I can ɾemember I been on [C7]a money mission
Late nights, smoking out the pack here sittin in the booth
Late nights, popped a percocet like [F]I got [Fm7]nun to [C7]lose
I can't feel my [A]face and [Bm]all [Em]my [A]fingers started turnin blue
Number nine on [C7]my [A]waist but this here ɾeally it ain't nun new
Late nights, smoking out the pack here sittin in the booth
Late nights, popped a percocet like [F]I got [Fm7]nun to [C7]lose
I can't feel my [A]face and [Bm]all [Em]my [A]fingers started turnin blue
Number nine on [C7]my [A]waist but this here ɾeally it ain't nun new
