Right Now (Feat. Lil Trill And Lil Phat)

I'm finna chase this cheese right now
And I'ma be straight by the time I stop
I'm on my grind, gettin' loose
And I'ma be rich by the time I'm through
Gotta drop my nuts and make this run
A million plus by the time I'm done
Left the bullshit alone to handle this business
It's gon' be on by the time I'm finished

I'm from Baton Rouge, where ain't no such thing as handouts
If you don't hustle, you don't stand out, hands down
Nigga, my nuts dropped, that's why my pants down
Paper by any means, and I ain't playin' 'round
Either you stand up or stand down, it's on you
I'ma get this money, you can be broke if you want to
If I wasn't rappin', I'd be jackin' these niggas up
Or chillin' with my niggas up in Huntsville
Man, I ain't tryna lose weight, I gotta eat when it's lunch
And I don't like leftovers, so put me in the front
Purple weed in the blunt, tryna think of what to do next
The police pickin' up all of my niggas, wonder who next
Man, fuck that, somebody must be talkin' or somethin'
If you a rat, stay away, 'cause you might walk into somethin'
My mind been clogged up, all I been thinkin' is money
So I put on my pants and laced up my shoes, said fuck it

I'm finna chase this cheese right now
And I'ma be straight by the time I stop
I'm on my grind, gettin' loose
And I'ma be rich by the time I'm through
Gotta drop my nuts and make this run
A million plus by the time I'm done
Left the bullshit alone to handle this business
It's gon' be on by the time I'm finished

I'ma be richer than a motherfucker by next year
Let somebody mama down when I shed the next tear
Listen clear, listen up, 'cause the youngin' don't give a fuck
Tryna bring me down, tryna come between my bucks
Old stupid-ass nigga, tell me what drugs you on
Don't know who the fuck is you, but wanna diss me in a song
2009, These niggas lamer than a bitch
And he used to be my nigga, but he changin' like my bitch
Put your stop signs up, 'cause I'm still gon' run through 'em
You niggas pussy, he jacked you, you ain't do nothin' to him
Money and the fame makin' real niggas bitches
So you can keep the fame, the money, still gon' get it
Murder, murder, kill, kill, I swear I'm still with it
I just want the money, the millions are still pretty
Ambulance did all this in it, he dead now
If you ain't never did it, then don't fuck with my bread now

I'm finna chase this cheese right now
And I'ma be straight by the time I stop
I'm on my grind, gettin' loose
And I'ma be rich by the time I'm through
Gotta drop my nuts and make this run
A million plus by the time I'm done
Left the bullshit alone to handle this business (Lil Trell)
It's gon' be on by the time I'm finished

By the age of 25, I'ma be the man
I got dreams to become the biggest nigga in the land
I'm hot like a heater, think I need a fan
I'm all about the business, ain't got time for the playin'
Right now, I'm straight, but I need more
I'm talkin' a million plus in the bank account offshore
I believe that I can be all I can be
Houses in L.A., a couple of 'em in Miami
You can't be havin' both, so I wanna be mad rich
I'ma let 'em hate me, show the world I'm the baddest
No, I don't feel special, but I'm higher than average
See, me, I'm gettin' loose, but loose in the mind
I said I grind every night, so I'm destined to shine
I left the BS behind, so show me where the money
After I make this run, I'm comin' back with a couple million cash
Told Pops get the lighter, and I'ma get the gas

I'm finna chase this cheese right now
And I'ma be straight by the time I stop
I'm on my grind, gettin' loose
And I'ma be rich by the time I'm through
Gotta drop my nuts and make this run
A million plus by the time I'm done
Left the bullshit alone to handle this business
It's gon' be on by the time I'm finished