Intro

Yeah. Look.

Focus on the grind, man.

No distractions.

Listen.

Verse 1

She texting me at midnight, talking 'bout "we need to talk"

I'm looking at my schedule, trying to figure out the block

She wants a hand to hold, she wants a dinner in the dark

But I'm just counting figures, trying to build a business park

No time for the drama, no time for the chase

I'm running on a mission, trying to lock down first place

She wants a label, she wants my time

But my only commitment is to the climb

Chorus

Devushka wants relations, but I just want the bank

I need that heavy paper, filling up the tank

Agressive with the hustle, keeping my vision clear