Suksess On My Mind

[Verse 1 – Bad Nuze] I said I’m out getting my money, staying clear from these dummies Everybody want to be hard, that situation’s confronting I sit back and I roll up, cherry pie what I blow up This is what y’all really want, you niggas know that we go nuts (Who are you?) I’m the one smashing I’m taking it back to when hip-hop was attractive You taking it backwards, I’m tryna get money And not only rapping, you niggas is slacking You niggas is acting, I do understand if you feel the reaction Feel some kind of way, you feel that you have to continue my grind I don’t have time, success on my mind, success on my mind Keeping niggas all on line, case you motherfuckers really trying Getting out of line, nigga back to the money Give a hater no time, see I’m on the front line Got money on my mind, nigga that’s real shit I got niggas in the flip that switch If you get in my way from me trynna get rich Does that make any motherfucking type of sense? Hell nah [Hook – Bad Nuze] Stacking my paper to the ceiling A nigga tryna make 100 million Before I die, need 100 more Before I die need 100 more I got success on my mind, nigga [x3] Not a lot of days nor time, nigga [Verse 2 – Bobby Capri] I got success on my mind, I excessively grind I’ll be rich without a question and I’ll finesse it in time Stacking paper to the ceiling till it break through the roof If the proof’s in the pudding, inside that cake is the truth Look at that face on the paper, that’s the face of a gangster It’s supply and demand, and I supply what they came for My ambition relentless, I got the passion to get this I'm-a have 100 million dollars cash when, I’m finished I promise [Hook] [Verse 3 – Gerald Walker] Hell yeah!! It’s the same nigga running with the heaters Turning doubters to believers if you want to, you should see us They won’t know it till they see it Ain’t no talking or competing in a sentence nigga When the dick got them crazy Ever since I was a fetus I was born to be a leader Going faster than a cheetah, niggas acting, Donald Cheadle But I’m sharper than a needle and I’m flyer than an eagle Since I’m winning, these niggas hate that boy Can’t hang with us,talking stupid to a nigga, boy can be dangerous Steady leaving with your bitch like she came with us What made these niggas ever think they could bang with us Man, losing is a feeling that’s so strange to us You think you better, man that nigga’s smoking angel dust Too much weed probably, molly the champ is here, nigga I’m Ali All my bitches bad and they mixed like Ali That’s a metaphor nigga, mixed by Ali Fuck it, I can duck it, split the dutches and party Pardon me, the shit that you be spitting ain’t harming to me Your whole team bad? Well that shit ain’t alarming me I bought your last album and it felt like a robbery My new shit’s bout to sell like Tha Carter 3 It’s coming if you want it, I guarantee you mad as summer, we on it RIP to all my opponents, let’s shut it down nigga [Hook]