[verse 1: rimey]
(star from day)
tryna make my money in like 5 ways,
but when i move forward, friends try move me sideways,
it's like they always wanna violate,
but they'll never knock me off my grind mate,
because i'm still here, from '09,
the movement's legit, you can check my phoneline,
yeah i'm based in pounds but in it for the dollar signs,
and there's new sfd tees in the production line,
shoutout the snakes they changed me for the better,
because now i got racks so i can change up the weather,
it might be the summer but i'll give 'em that may weather,
and i'm punching up beats so you would think i was mayweather,
and the bars spray constant, something like a barretta,
fam, i got my shooters, i don't worry about no vendetta,
and i got your girlfriend, and you know she's getting wetter,
and i'm hotting up these beats, without using a sweater,
[chorus: rimey]
tryna make my money, in several different ways,
and i won't stop, until i see the pay,
they say you're a star, i say i been from day,
and now i'm grinding to try and up my weight,
i said i grind, grind,
straight up all the time,
they're tryna lock down the team,
they say we organise crime,
i said i grind, grind,
straight up all the time,
they're tryna lock down the team,
they say we organise crime,
[verse 2: rimey]
i'm out here, doing me,
meanwhile other artist try slewing me,
but the same time promoters, they're booking me,
straight cash, better hand over the booking fee,
its a straight ting fam, its amazing,
i got friends but they're undercover hating,
but the same time while i be caking,
them boy at home, they'll be saving,
they'll be saving fam, they're on a lame ting,
but right now i'm just tryna be baiding,
dirty god damn money, right now it better be bathing,
while i'm out here raving,
splashing cake i'm making,
right now i'm the original,
no ghetto gucci fake ting,
fake ting, fake ting,
certain man on this fake ting,
i'll duck so i don't catch a bird on a lake ting,
word to m.i.k 'cos i'm just tryna be caking,
[chorus]
[verse 3: rimey]
they say i won't make it,
let 'em hate when i'm getting this cake in,
'cos when they see me going in,
they're all screwfacing,
'cos now i'm recognised,
and now i'm looking fly,
if you're talking 'bout clothing darg you know i'm getting mine,
been living bummy so it's time to turn around my life,
ima start living nice,
put in music full time,
[chorus]