I Fell

[Intro] Man, I can't believe this They was gonnna burn all this shit All this shit And a nigga can't even find a job Well, thats uncle same for you baby Money to burn [Hook: Dion Jetson] Trying to get them old franklins Money that we making Got me walking round like my shit ain't even stanking I ain't spending shit I'm banking I put that on my ranking 100 in the safe and I still ain't changing [Verse 1: Dion Jetson] One of my cousins caught a case My other cuzo caught a case Can't afford the lawyer fees they repped by the state I gotta get this muthafucking money I can't wait Cause they too skinny for the county He can't make it in the state You make it rain I feel like you dissing me The chase for the bread is tempting me To crossover like a young AI Tryna light my neck up Fourth of July I need pounds, dollars, euro and yen I had it all once trying get it again Do it all to save my country cousins and kin Don't be surprised if you see me pimpin my pen [Hook] [Verse 2: Yo-Dot] Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok I search and roam Stack it 'til I own it ain't no purchase loan Old Franklin banking 'til I check out of that nursing home Working Log Trying to fill the safe up with them vintage bands Ain't no hustle benefits, retirements or pension plans Where it's at Niggas need it, got it, we got mouths to feed Time is money, if you know it you won't let an hour freeze Swisher blunts a pearling, focus on the world'ing Niggas ain't invited to this game Donald Sterling Old Franks, yeah I need that bruh 'Til a nigga get a hundred g's stacked up Then I flip that there to a Mill Go on do the math when the cheese stack up Being broke forbid me, enter to the big leagues Saving up and cashing out on Miller Park and Wrigley [Hook] [Verse 3: SeVen1] Mama gave me ten Turned ten to twenty Twenty to a hundred Gave my mama fifty If I ever get jammed OG come to get me Cause I never played her raw on my daughter fuck with me Same nigga from the east side, Airmax, Levi Chilling with yo' feline, Macaulay meet the bee hive I'm all about a dollar Benji by the neck and Mr. Grant by the collar Man I choke the hell out the hustle baby, Sweet Sadie SeVen1 the army, too wavy for the navy It's fuck you, pay me, like Volume 1 I'm from the muthafucking city where they value none [Hook]