Turn My Scale On

Hopped up out the bed. Turn my scale on

Took a look in the mirror said whats up?

Yeah,. I'm getting money, ohhhh



Hopped up out the bed. Turn my scale on

Took a look in the mirror said whats up?

Yeah,. I'm getting money, oh ohhhhh



They say the hood lookin' for you

Time to bounce back

Gotta feed the streets,

Ya' understand your contract?

Right here, page 1, paragraph 3

Do what the fuck you gotta do

Nigga just feed the streets



Remember when i tried to pay 28 bads?

Had the nerve to be short 28 grams

don't need to check your phone

Somebody stole one

Say what the fuck you wanna say

somebody owe one



Good dick, tattoos'

Bitches like that

Talk to them any kind of way

The bitches like that

They say its all about the fit.

I say the right hat

They say its all about the kicks

I say the right stack



(chorus 2x)



I feel like stunning' tonight

Got all my chains on

Ain't nobody touch shit

that's my theme song

And if you ain't get money

Then your theme's wrong

And if you ain't dream living

Then you dream wrong



White floors, white brick

that's my dream house

100 bricks the long way,

that's my dream couch

Can you imagine me just sitting on dem shits

Wait for the drop to roll around

Make a killin off of dem shits



Man its such a beautiful day

do some lawn work

if ya mention ya'll dead,

that's why my arm hurt,

23 for the B,

thats that Lebron work,

home invaders don't know how the law work.



Turn my scale on, onnn (repeat x6)