Benny Blanco
Shit going wrong but I try not to be pessimistic
They getting rich off only fans I might invest in bitches
If she keep it ten toes she get a neck
less gifted
Head doctor would've thought I got her neck prescribed
These Suckas wanna live my life but they ain't never risk it
Heavy is the head that wears the crown and you ain't never lifted
You started thuggin when they let you in the record business
I grew up juggin started rapping and I left the business
Repetitious how my youngins keep on spinning back
Because we don't hold grudges we remember facts
Aint into cap this new era is corny
I flirt with death because lifes a bitch and it keeps getting her horny
We mix these 100's with these 50s had a revenue orgy
Major labels reaching out but they could never afford me
I got Sneaker box money flight club in my closet
Independent powerhouse with a hustlers logic
Wet him up I bet he run like a faucet
Diamonds dripping pipes burst before we take any losses
My wrist could turn a hater stomach Vvs makin um Nauseous
Make-believe bosses don't know the feeing racing these Porsches
I be wit cociena traffickers Santeria practicers
The baddest hoes attaching to my dick like a catheter
Kush The color lavender passenger in the Bentley peeling
old hoes gossiping like Wendy Williams
shit I'm chillin
How you gonna relate to us if you don't know hunger
In 2005 we robbed shit the whole summer
Now my safe is filled with cobwebs in old hundreds
I just got offered a record deal and don't want it
Yall follow all the lit trends
I'm winter vacationing with my rich friends
They slam doors in my face that I slipped in
They hating on your dog
The family pics are used to hang up on the stall
Turned into a brick worth of paintings on the wall
It's money
Do you know how to persuade me and what these presidents made me
Have a son with my lady and let the plug named the baby
Being OK is cool but great is how they're going to rate me
Kurt Warner got a ring but who wouldn't want to be Brady
Yeah the word travels when street niggas turn fragile
Dirt nap you
Or help you get rich and throw work at you
Coolin not tryna get niggas wet up I'll bird bath you
The crib got a six-figure stash in the third bathroom
If you don't do nothing else just believe these quotes
Rules you could live by and not just some things we wrote
Give them game not money that's how they see the doe
Because you could give him money to eat the next week he's broke
You can't treat these niggas like they treat you they beneath you
Take off on them when they start to feel equal
Dark liquor an them nights in the trenches what made me evil
Empty cells on the ground next to empty bottles of Cliqoe