"Hard In The Bank" lyrics

I go hard every time I step foot in the bank (On God)
I'm hated by half of the industry, pay for a feature, I'm takin' that pape'
It's mine, thank you
I put the money right into my pocket and go 'bout my day (Give me that)
I could care less 'bout a broke-ass rapper who jealous and wanna be me anyway
Who wouldn't wanna be me for a day? Who wouldn't wanna wear these for a day? (Who?)
You're goin' broke and that's not okay
It's a good day not to be you, you're poor, you sit at the crib makin' music for days

Look, this money I'm holdin' ain't come from the trap
And on God, none of this came from rap
On God, y'all never gettin' this back
If I took somethin' from you, come-
If I took somethin' from you, come find me, let's have a shootout about it
Every day, I get a new death threat, I'm tryna see who gon' do somethin' about it
Ha, you're sittin' at home watchin' me count it

I go hard every time I step foot in the bank (On God)
I'm hated by half of the industry, pay for a feature, I'm takin' that pape' (Hated)
It's mine, thank you
I put the money right into my pocket and go 'bout my day
I could care less 'bout a broke-ass rapper who jealous and wanna be me anyway
Who wouldn't wanna be me for a day? Who wouldn't wanna wear these for a day?
You're goin' broke and that's not okay
It's a good day not to be you, you're poor, you sit at the crib makin' music for days