Grass Valley - Money Man

They tried to come stunt the growth on my releases

Got B gas for fourteen and this shit is decent

Got childhood friends hating and that was just recent

I’m down in Grass Valley, got loud on the pallet

I’m finishin', wrap it

Got CO2, butane, I’m finna extract it

My girl lookin' sexy, she got me distracted

So I sent the pack and got oils and wax

Got OGs in councils

I need me a crown and a castle, I’m king of shit

Just bought a phone from T-Mobile, these plays steady ringin' in

White boy with thousands of P’s steady beggin' to bring me shit

Can’t send no money through Walmart 'cause I gotta see the shit

Bought me a pot and some soil, I’m seedin' it

Southside of Oregon, white and Armenian

Guerilla style, I’ma grow this shit illegally

No service inside the mountains, no reachin' me

Hippies who been here for years steady teachin' me

We in the field and we smokin' so peacefully

Came from the streets, so you know ain’t no cheating me

Kick that lil' bitch to the curb if she cheat on me

Came with a strap, matter fact, I got three on me

They tryna hinder my growth and success

She tryna lay down tonight and have sex

My bedroom a pool 'cause she overly wet

Trappin' all night, made me flood the Patek

Trappin' all night, made me flood the AP

Walk in the house and I fuck her to sleep

Then back to the trap, I ain’t missin' a beat

.50 cal make these lil' niggas retreat

I’m saved by the bell like I’m Slader and Screech

Mash out to Flame and my tires gon' screech

My nose in the air, I might turn down a freak

All this work I put in got me very fatigued

Been through some shit that you wouldn’t believe

Can’t handle my lifestyle, I think you should leave

With no label behind me, I’m still gon' achieve

'Cause I know my success is dependent on me

And I know my lil' children dependent on me

Whether rap work or not, I’ma have me some P’s

Whether rap work or not, I’ma swipe some CCs

In my broker days, hoes used to turn up they nose

Nowadays they just all seem to just come out they clothes

No distractions tonight, let me turn off my phone

Finna go drop a tape, let me get in the zone

Finna stuff all this Thin Mint inside of a cone

I miss twenty plays every time I drop a song

Gotta vacuum seal all of this shit 'cause it’s strong

I know that shit risky, I might trap alone

By any means, I gotta get this shit gone

I promise my trap, it gon' jump like a frog

Came from the streets, so you know ain’t no cheating me

Kick that lil' bitch to the curb if she cheat on me

Came with a strap, matter fact, I got three on me

They tryna hinder my growth and success

She tryna lay down tonight and have sex

My bedroom a pool 'cause she overly wet

Trappin' all night, made me flood the Patek

Trappin' all night, made me flood the AP

Walk in the house and I fuck her to sleep

Then back to the trap, I ain’t missin' a beat

.50 cal make these lil' niggas retreat

I’m saved by the bell like I’m Slader and Screech

Mash out to Flame and my tires gon' screech

My nose in the air, I might turn down a freak

All this work I put in got me very fatigued

Been through some shit that you wouldn’t believe

Can’t handle my lifestyle, I think you should leave