Lyrics Calculated - Money Man

Are you serious right now?
I cannot lie, man, my life is disturbing
Why they take Sosa?
I swear I was hurtin'
Why they take Lil Matt?
I swear I was hurtin'
Some people use you, they only a burden
We smackin' shit, I'ma go and confirm it
My youngin fourteen, he gon' slide with a permit
My girl natural, bitch, you better not perm it
Bought her a Patek, she really deserve it
Investments, you gotta shape your environment
Protect it, we solvin' problems with violence
Put you in Saint Laurent, now you are separated
I'm a genius, you know I think calculated
I got demons, in late night, I gotta face 'em
Only profit 'cause all them funds, I go make 'em
I'm in France, I go ball like I'm Wembanyama
Got a mixed bitch, she look like a black Kitana
I be thumbin' and thumbin' and countin' commas
Go and ask about our score, my baby mama
I get booked, actually, no, I'm not sparin' rappers
I get gun happy, damn, I keep buyin' choppers
I need new Addys 'cause I keep sendin' plastics
Got a new baddie, I like to touch her assets
I can't live shitty, had to go cop a mansion
I be toe-taggin' hipsters, I'm swingin' branches
Take her back house, you know I hit thirty branches
In the high rise, I'm coolin' with thirty diamonds
Know her type, she can't be wifey
One night, girl, you just get pipe
They show off like for my life
Can't believe I almost died
Heard a bad news, my daughter was cryin'
Touch my fam, somebody dyin'
Hateful, niggas got hate in they heart
Painful, nigga went in FN and sparked
Gainin', listeners climbin' them charts
Slangin' that lick if I can't get charged
Never turn my back on none of my dogs
Forever I'ma be down for my squad
I cannot lie, man, my life is disturbing
Why they take Sosa?
I swear I was hurtin'
Why they take Lil Matt?
I swear I was hurtin'
Some people use you, they only a burden
We smackin' shit, I'ma go and confirm it
My youngin fourteen, he gon' slide with a permit
My girl natural, bitch, you better not perm it
Bought her a Patek, she really deserve it
Investments, you gotta shape your environment
Protect it, we solvin' problems with violence
Put you in Saint Laurent, now you are separated
I'm a genius, you know I think calculated
I got demons, in late night, I gotta face 'em
Only profit 'cause all them funds, I go make 'em
I'm in France, I go ball like I'm Wembanyama
Got a mixed bitch, she look like a black Kitana
I be thumbin' and thumbin' and countin' commas
Go and ask about our score, my baby mama
Go and ask about our score, my baby mama