Skipping Racks (feat. Future Dy)

Hmm yeah I'm living life so perfect, you can't take this money I'm making more racks more money, don't try to talk to me right now More racks more racks I gat that bitch new ring Now making my phone ring, you can't take this pain I'm living all my life I'm staying on my own Tryna get this money, i'm getting paid everyday She be doggy on dick, loving it that cool Telling me stories, I can't help you nothing My voice so loud as hell Can I scream for you baby, do you hear the way I scream I gonna shut ouuu haa Bad that not a good sound, let give you the sex sound Come and climb my bed now, more money all with me now More racks more racks, spending on it everyday I bought that bitch new ring, now she making my phone ring She never wanna leave, she is coming everyday I will never gonna tell you, I say I love you More racks more racks Yeah Lost in the hustle, chasing after stacks Hood on my back, where the streets are black Life's a marathon, but I'm running laps Started from the bottom, now I'm still skipping racks In the trap, flipping packs, ain't no looking back Got my squad with me, yeah, we stay strapped From the blocks to the studios, making tracks Money talks, so we speakin' racks on racks Yeah, yeah Flexin' in designer, diamonds on my neck From the gutter to the stars, no regrets Started with a dream, now I'm cashing checks Living life like a movie, no scripts, just racks Beats booming, streets moving, we on attack From the shadows to the spotlight, ain't no lack Every move calculated, like a chess match Entire building, yeah, we stacking racks on racks From the trenches to the penthouse, living lavish Every obstacle overcome, we never panicked Got my brothers by my side, no need for a status Grinding every day, stacking racks, that's the habit In the game of life, gotta play it smart Dodging obstacles, aiming for the stars