(That's Chucks)
(HONEYWOODSIX)
You're never rich, it ain't enough
You got a house but not a home
Paint a picture but it's rough
You thought you done it in a day
But Rome was never built this way
Twenty calls that you get
Tellin' you to take a break, but I can never take a break
I've gone too long without a break, this shit didn't happen by mistake
I planned for this shit
I am who I am 'cause I'm me in this shit
I don't need acceptance from you in this shit
I don't need assumptions from you in this shit
Your two pennies don't make it a hundred, you dig?
I'm a hundred and not ninety-eight in this shit
I'm known in the T, ninety-eights with this shit
Huncho the wizzard, Houdini, the brick
Huncho, I hustled, I didn't hit a lick
They Google all day, "How to get rich quick?", I think it's evident (Bitch)
That you got no money, it's evident (Bitch)
I know money means nothin', it's evident (Bitch)
You act like you do but you don't in this bitch
You go on dates with these bruddas that pay for your shit
In exchange for some pussy, you give 'em the shit
Then he goes to procede, and just give you the dick
Standards and morals, that's out the window
You make with your girl and she learns all your lingo
You don't even know what she done in the past
They keep on talking 'bout what's in the future
The moment you love she'll be out of there sooner than lightning
The bond was electric, it wasn't good timing
You both took a break like you're sharin' the chocolate
And the very next day, she gave someone the kitty
The game so gritty
The other day I came across my old fiend
He's clean now, don't call him a nitty
He don't even know that I'm Huncho, he knows me as Adam from Willesden Green
He don't even know I got money machines
I count money then polish with grease (Please)
Focused on the money, I don't wake, I just bake
Then it's back to the bando with the cake
Back to the bando with the cake, not a slice
Share it out with the guys, no more sheeps in disguise
I'm a wolf, no disguise
You can't fool me tonight
I can feel all the lies
Focused on the money, I don't wake, I just bake
Then it's back to the bando with the cake
Back to the bando with the cake, not a slice
Share it out with the guys, no more sheeps in disguise
I'm a wolf, no disguise
You can't fool me tonight
I can feel all the lies
Came in the game by myself
And my heart and my gun and they both so clean (Clean)
Dirty money got my hands on clean had dreams of an ocean beach (Beach)
Years that I spend where I lost some G's, I hope they all find peace
Wish that time could freeze
Cruise in a big body Benz, all summer
It's all so far from the ends, oh (The ends, oh)
I'm tryna touchdown in the endzone, got this bag, ain't tryna let go (Ain't tryna let go)
They turned their back on me then turned right back, now I'm tryna let go (Time to let go)
And I had to build these blocks all from the ground up like a child playin' Lego (Lego, yeah)
My lawyer told me, "Case closed"
Then I got another case
And I'm up in the grow house (High)
Cutting sides, gettin' fades
Who said I'm in a race
I'm just takin' my time (Takin' my time)
They gon' question my drive (They gon' question my drive)
Seven figures, that's light (Seven figures, that's light)
Flippin' old times pack (Time, time)
I got money on this fuckin' table
Bitches want to fuck but I ain't able
Bitches want some cake but I ain't able
Lost my mind for a time but now I'm stable
I got money on this fuckin' table
Bitches want to fuck but I ain't able
Bitches want some cake but I ain't able
Lost my mind for a time but now I'm stable
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