"60 Seconds" lyrics

Been a good minute since I fell off
I was down on my knuckles, now I'm well off
You see the chain, you see the watch, now watch me get off
Look at me wrong, the FN gon' blow your shit off
I got a pad out the way nobody been to
I barely be there, only pop up when the rent due
They don't want to see me win, they want to see me fall
Got forty thousand dollars on me walkin' through the mall
Might blow half of it 'cause I feel like it
Walk in lookin' like money and I smell like it
Chewin' with my mouth open, I know they don't like it
From underdog to top dog, it ain't nothin' like it
I swear I knew this shit was comin', I'm a psychic
That plain jane lookin' boring, you need to ice it
Doin' donuts in the foreign with no licensce
'Bout to get a Jesus piece, I'm feelin' righteous
I know them niggas in they feelings, they don't like us
Wrong move, we gon' pull up with them rifles
Fall off in the club, bad bitches buggin'
Ordered up the bottles, broke niggas muggin'
Get out of line, we put a hole in your cousin
Bust down Jubilee, this bitch flooded
Nicknamed the Rollie Denver, all these nuggets
VVS's all around, you thought it wasn't
Had a thousand bands in the O 'fore I was buzzin'
Nigga brag about a ninety pack, that shit ain't nothin'
Every trip we was bringin' ninety back and I ain't bluffin'
And my mama good, she ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Nigga I want all the smoke, I be chiefin' it
Nigga I want all the beef, I be eatin' it
I'ma say that shit once, I ain't repeatin' it
Make her scream Fast Money while I'm beatin' it