It's 1floydd on production
He beat it up like a percussion
These niggers don't know
How to function (Lawd)
You ever looked the lighting in the eye
While it's raining
And you look up in the sky
Asking yourself why (huh)
You asking yourself why (huh)
You asking yourself why
You got so much drive
Your eyes open wide
You just chasing that bag
You tryna make your money pile
Tryna make your money pile (huh)
Tryna make your money pile
I could rap everyday
Like it was my 9 to 5
Smoke breaks
1 takes
I do that every time
Yeah
I do that every time
How many times I gotta tell you
All the time
Cash on my mind
Sold my first bag in the 9th grade
Her booty squishy
Like it was a squishy Tangerine
She know I'm getting Cream
She wanna go out to kream
No problem
Cause later on
I'm in her in betweens
Finna get the room jumping
Like it was a trampoline
I set the scene
Plus the rapping be my routine
Creative Director
At times since I was 15
Billy suspended from school
They never saw the dream
Now I'm painting all those pictures
I saw in 2016
Pour my pain in a glass
Now let's go and cuisine
Got some food for the thoughts
And I always got some Green
You could bring a friend or 2
They could also intervene
I mean it's food for all
This a good rap canteen
Sometimes I wonder
Was this all in my genes
Or Did I have to find this
When I was 14
(Huh yeah)
When I was 14
Did i have to look around
And find all of my beans
This ain't Dragon-ball Z
You see I'm going brazy
Like i was straight out of Bompton
A young nigga he been moving
You see I'm on it
On it
I'm in a mosh pit
A young nigga he been cocking
All of these guns
Im in my pocket
Shit man it's on the side of my hip
A young nigga he be moving
With the drip uhmm uhmmm
I be moving with a drip like I was hospitalised
Trying to get it
You see I'm institutionalised
By the way we living
Man f*ck the system
A young nigga he been trying to get it
F*ck the messages they've been Sending