You're now listening to the smooth sounds of RicandThadeus
Mind on the dough
Grind on the low
Drive real fast, bitch, smoke dope
Ridin' with bitches giving straight brain, then we get ghost
Ridin' in the Ghost, off to the store
Finna pour some more
N***a need me a four, I'm on my way to the yo
Say I spit crack, n***a spit dough
N***a feeling that flow, n***a, streets want more
Still on go, finna go West Coast

Still selling them bags, streets need more
Finna open me a store and start selling clothes
N***a got cash, but n***a need more
I ain't stunno ho, n***a out and being poor
N***a down bad, it ain't no joke
Had to start selling bags, had to get it on my own
Got a plug on the lean, they won't leave me alone
N***a, I'm still on, ridin' with the nina
N***a, I don't follow, I'm a motherfucking leader

Fucking with your bitch and we cooling it on PETA
Fuck her on sight, let her blame it on the reefer
I'm a motherfucking boss, got a million in the loft
N***a, what you thought, boy? It cost to be the n***a
Take a look up in the sky, see the panoramic vision
Open up your eyes and your ear, n***a, listen
I was dead broke, face down, looking down
Couldn't afford a pound, now a n***a back in position
Mind on the mission, the grind and it's in me
I've been riding through the city selling pies with a semi
Tryna make a dollar, I already had a dream
N***a rich rolling, gotta get it any means
After every hit, they gon' label me a king
M-C-B-D, money can't buy dreams, n***a

I mean, when I first met the n***a, man, he was a little humble n***a
You know what I'm saying? I mean, he had these big dreams of what he wanted to do
You know what I'm saying? And how he was gonna do it
You know what I'm saying? It's like he had a plan on how he was gonna get there
You know what I'm saying? But, n***a funds was just low though
You know what I'm saying? He understood the game, though
You know what I'm saying? And the n***a, the n***a could spit
Like, the n***a could like really, really spit
I'm on go, I'm on go
It's all gas and no slow

Sold bags and popped tags
This life fast, it's all I know
Got more cash, bought more Jags
And sold bags without a dope
I stayed down, ten toes
And stood solid, n***as know
Oh, wait
Oh, wait
Wait
There we go
Yeah, hey
Yeah, I'm finna ask y'all if they got any more coke
Yo
All right
Hey, bro, my partner say can he bust a time with you tomorrow