[Chorus]
Millions in imaginary bank
We been takin' drugs that make ya think
Had to stop puttin' on the scrubs
Helpin' n***as just to up that rank
Had to take a moment for the pain
Had to take a moment for the late
Last one, had to get ya quick
First one, had to hit ya face
Had to line 'em up up in that line
Had to do 'em straight, I'm doin' fine
Hard to get her really in between
She be tryna treat me like a fiend
I ain't never really had a dream
And NUMBER (N)INE on the jeans
I'm just tryna get ya old soul
I'm just tryna sell ya what you owe

[Verse 1]
Sent a message just to lеt you know
I ain't really tryna let you go
Go off my feelings, yeah, just likе a bat
Stuck in the dark, I just feel for my tracks
Got me a gadget too, yeah, we swipin' Black Cards
Yeah, we drivin' black cars
Funeral service, yeah, just in yo' backyard
[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
Millions in imaginary bank
We been takin' drugs that make ya think
Had to stop puttin' on the scrubs
Helpin' n***as just to up that rank
Had to take a moment for the pain
Had to take a moment for the late
Last one, had to get ya quick
First one, had to hit ya face
Had to line 'em up up in that line
Had to do 'em straight, I'm doin' fine
Hard to get her really in between
She be tryna treat me like a fiend
I ain't never really had a dream
And NUMBER (N)INE on the jeans
I'm just tryna get ya old soul
I'm just tryna sell ya what you owe