Pile Up (Interlude)

Yo, it's Lands
Shout out to my nigga Pa on the mixtape
Home city, you know what I'm saying
Right now man's on that lil banger plan, but it's nothing
My nigga's got the boys out of the street

You know, you know, you know, you know
You know what time it is
C-O-V to the fucking world bro

I ain't never cut corners
I behold powers, made it shower pon a pagan
We did it, don't look at me I was out here burnin'
Clout
Father of the weak who let the high povertate to the meek shells
Drown in the wave
Sweet boy you don't want get slaughter
Barber, cut a boy mask like Smokey
Charger on plug, pussy overcharge me
You ain't sat pon the frontline many hours (frontline)
K, didn't ya put the K in kawaller
Many armed force, never lacked no artillery (W)
Finesse, all fall
Man so wavy
Hooded dark animal who took your lady (L)
Lick anybody down for the verbal (ay)
African boy tryna make it (ay)
Anybody down for the verbal (ay)
Gambian brudda tryna make it
(You man are wrong)

Only the money I'm piling up
Only the money I'm piling up
Yeah, anywhere I go (yeah)
Only the money I'm piling up
Only the money I'm piling up
Yeah, anywhere I go
Only the money I'm piling up
Fuck all the money I'm riding out
Yeah, anywhere I go
Only the money I'm riding out
Only the money I'm riding out
Yeah, anywhere I go