Song Lyrics

Yeah
Got my heart racing
Can't wait till we all make it
Oh yeah, yeah yeah

I'm just grinding with my gang until we all make it
Chasing all this money got my heart racing
I can't f*ck with niggas they be all hating
It's funny how these bitches think we all dating
Oh I be heart breaking
I can't f*ck wit bitches they be all chasing
Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
I swear I can't wait until we all make it
Yeah, till we all make it
I swear I can't wait until we all make it
Driving in that foreign got my heart racing
Chasin' all this money got my heart racing

Man I swear this right here might be my theme song
I don't leave the house if I don't got my chains on
Sorry baby I can't cuff you bitch I ain't gone
I just wanna smoke dope and get my lean on
Get my dream on, put my whole team on
Cut some snakes off that tried to get their scheme on
F*ck it though that's life, I just bought some new ice
I just crashed a new foreign, only drove the bitch twice
I used to eat gravy and rice, now I can eat steak every night
I can take a nigga wife, i f*ck her she won't stay the night
Remember bitches tried to play me
Now them same hoes chase me
Man this lifestyle crazy but I will never get lazy

I'm just grinding with my gang until we all make it
Chasing all this money got my heart racing
I can't f*ck with niggas they be all hating
It's funny how these bitches think we all dating
Ohhh I be heart breaking
I can't f*ck wit bitches they be all chasing
Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
I swear I can't wait until we all make it

I swear I can't wait till we all make it
Whole team passports going them far places
Houses wit all of them acres, rollie's with all them big faces
Ain't no more catching new cases, smiles on all of our faces
Man it's crazy how we came up from nothing
We was just on the block fucking hustling
Selling them rocks and ducking them cops, fucking that work all up in the pot
Beefing wit nigga's from right down the block
Pulling all nighters and X'n out opps
Now it's all these bad bitches at my hotel
Remember my phone only used to ring for coke sales
Now I'm on tour doing shows now
Heart racing chasing paper on the road now

I'm just grinding with my gang until we all make it
Chasing all this money got my heart racing
I can't f*ck with niggas they be all hating
It's funny how these bitches think we all dating
Ohhh I be heart breaking
I can't f*ck wit bitches they be all chasing
Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
I swear I can't wait until we all make it

Rakim Allen, Marcus Slade