Emotionless

I'm in Houston touchdown, I'm at home I've been working, making money on the road

Every day, another dollar in the zone I'm in Houston touchdown, I'm at home

If it ain't about a dollar, leave it alone sorry I can't pick up the phone I'm in the zone

I was to stay on my hustle on my own, on my own I'm on my own

I'm in Houston touchdown, I'm at home I've been on my hustle, making money on the road

Every day, it's just another dollar, I'm in the zone

Focus up and chase another bag when I'm alone

It get cold in Minnesota, pour that syrup in my soda,

Till I'm slurring all my words, whenever mumbling my verse dead inside mind in a drop top hearse , sticks and stones , but im numb don't hurt

Talkin that shit, but I'm putting in work, I get right up out of the dirt, yeah, yeah