Stackin money to the ceiling
Break the ceiling stackin money
Stackin money to the fucking ceiling
We gon break the fucking ceiling
You're not my mans
You was never in the plans
You're not my mans
You're not my mans
You was never
You're not my mans
You're not my mans
You was never in the plans
Never in the plans
You're not my mans
You was never
You're not my mans
You're not my mans
I could put down an advance
Counting money i be coming thru vans
I just paper cut my hands
I know bandaid that won't heal a bullet wound
Luckily i am the guy
Reluctantly my life is private
They try to fuck with me
Luckily the maybach is bullet proof
Back in disguise
Who playing the referee
Who jackin this guy
I'm coming down sitting on 24s
I'm coming down sitting on 24s
You're not my mans
You was never in the plans
You're not my mans
You're not my mans
You was never
You're not my mans
You're not my mans
You was never in the plans
Never in the plans
You're not my mans
You was never
You're not my mans
You're not my guy
This is me cutting all ties
The fact that you're talking behind my back aint a suprise
You telling stories and lies
Whats in the darkness will manifest
Let them all see what you hide
Let them shits coming thru to light
Put down your pride and come out of disguise
Then you will finally realize
I can not wait til it happens
And see your reaction
Thats when they act like non of this shit happen
Thats when they tell me I'm so great at rapping
Thats when they hop on my dick and they tell me
How every song i drop is a hit and how i never miss
And how i should have went platinum
You're not my mans
You was never in the plans
You're not my mans
You was never in the plans
You're not my mans
You're not my mans
You was never
You're not my mans
You're not my mans
You was never in the plans
Neveeeer