1. |
Open The Vault
03:52
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[Intro]
Here we go again
Yall looking lost again man, it's like the blind leading the blind out here
They say Banco, Banco, what's this? What's that?
What's, what's, what's beef man
How I know who my mans is
How I know-how I know if the gold real
How I know if I'm really rich
[Verse 1]
Listen, what's beef?
Beef is when you bout to hit the stage at your show
You and all your mans coming through the backdoor
Then a couple random niggas that you didn't really know
Followed yall to the green room now lay it all floor
Before you make a move just consider getting smoked
This what happens when there's beef and he couldn't let it go
Keep your head on a swivel lil nigga
Eyes better stay as wide as your ribble lil nigga
What's rich?
Rich is when you help your other niggas hit it rich
Go start another business don't go spend it on a bitch
Open up a nail shop for your mama and your sis
Take a third of your profit and invest it in a lick
A recession just started,but I'm knowing how it end
So go back to the crib go make you a CPN
Houses getting foreclosed on the market everyday
With the CPN you made the loan will give you 40k
Now you wait, for the prices of the foreclosures
Buy it at it's lowest it's sweeter than orange soda
If the crib so cheap it probably need some renovation
Be patient, remember my whole 40k statement
Now you go right up to Lowe's get what you need for the crib
Fix it up and sell it big you ain't footin the bill
Then grab another foreclosure if your feeling is real
You do the same thing 5 times it make you a mill'
[Chorus]
What's that? What's this?
What's broke? What's rich?
What's fly? What's a lick?
What kinda bitch should I get?
What's pure, What's cut?
What's love? What's lust?
How many foes do I order when I get the account?
What's that? What's this?
What's broke? What's rich?
What's fly? What's a lick?
What kinda bitch should I get?
What's pure, What's cut?
What's love? What's lust?
How many foes do I order when I get the account?
[Verse 2]
Niggas always asking me Banco how I get flee?
How I get this bitch's attention without being a creep?
Should I get a basic nigga watch or keep it unique?
I got some do's and dont's for you niggas listen to me
First do
Cop a bigger size when you buying tees
Not the Euro fit muscle shirts, who you tryna be?
Don't let her friends on you if you tryna smash
Tryna nice guy your into some pussy will have you looking mad
Do take suggestions from the waiter at the five star
He gone show you the best dishes niggas die for
Don't try to organize a threesome with your girlfriend
Unless she go get the other girl, then you might win
I do know the DJ at the club when you popping out
Soon as you go come through the front door he gone shout you out
Don't put no tacky ass rims on a foreign car
'Less looking like you never had money what you going for
Do make sure she loyal before you show that girl to the set
Don't be fuck your friend girl even if she goin left
Do listen to me when I tryna give you sober facts
Don't listen to these other niggas when you know its cap
Stop the goofy shit start shopping with me
I turn a loser to a leader I'm unlocking the keys
You wanna know hot to be lit and be a popular G?
Hit my line, Banco Populair you can call me for free
[Chorus]
What's that? What's this?
What's broke? What's rich?
What's fly? What's a lick?
What kinda bitch should I get?
What's pure, What's cut?
What's love? What's lust?
How many foes do I order when I get the account?
What's that? What's this?
What's broke? What's rich?
What's fly? What's a lick?
What kinda bitch should I get?
What's pure, What's cut?
What's love? What's lust?
How many foes do I order when I get the account?
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2. |
Mo Money
03:36
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[Chorus: Sir Michael Rocks]
Yea
I squeeze a lemon, I squeeze a kiwi
It’s lobster ziti, and fettucine
I cut them hoes off, Gonzales Speedy
Don’t need no fake friend to try to be me, so so
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and
[Verse 1: Shorty K]
Look
Money on me
All of this cash, I can’t be low-key
Balling on niggas like Curry for three
When it come to the flex I get [?] OG
Who else could it be?
Ask around, they’ll tell you it’s me
That’s why these bitches be all on the dick
I’ll teach you the game, come get a degree
Flew out to Cali and bought me some trees
Send ‘em all back and I triple the cheese
That’s why the jeweler been making me freeze
I don’t see no nigga fucking with me
Think I was H how I’m after the G’s
You chasing these hoes, I’m chasing the green
Flame with the loud, chase it with lean
All those blue hundreds been crippin’ my jeans
I remember when this shit was a dream
Seen my first hundred and now I’m a fiend
Seen my first hundred and now I’m a fiend
Ran up the racks and now it’s a thing
Mo money for me
Mo money for me
Mo money for me
[Chorus: Sir Michael Rocks]
Yea
I squeeze a lemon, I squeeze a kiwi
It’s lobster ziti, and fettucine
I cut them hoes off, Gonzales speedy
Don’t need no fake friend to try to be me, so so
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and
[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]
Money for me
Need money for weed, that’s money for us
That’s money to touch, that’s money to clutch
I ship me some phones then meet you at brunch
The breakfast skillet with the wagyu
Take a pic wit yo bitch and I tag you
No Shade Room, we’ll drag you
I’m in LaQuan Smith looking handsome
Damn! How could you be mad?
Y’all was them niggas before we arrived
Remember the day that they shot up the Chevy
We was with Nik, I was turning eleven
My birthday, Baby Dale was driving, he got us up out of the jam
When we got to the crib, yo mama and them was so pissed, I can see from the glance
Shout out to my nigga Lance
That’s probably why we so advanced
If you getting money then I’m getting money, in Cannes, France getting tan
Through the airport with the scan
Want the paper, gotta take a chance
You can do it too if you’ll plan
I’m just glad I got a couple friends
[Chorus: Sir Michael Rocks]
Mo money for me
Mo money for me
Mo money for me
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself
I squeeze a lemon, I squeeze a kiwi
It’s lobster ziti, and fettucine
I cut them hoes off, Gonzales speedy
Don’t need no fake friend to try to be me, so so
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and I
Mo money for me, myself, and
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3. |
Art Show
03:10
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[Intro: Sir Michael Rocks]
She don’t want you nigga
She tryna sell that artwork boy
[Chorus: Sir Michael Rocks]
It’s finally about time to upgrade somebody’s daughter
She dying for attention, her time is getting shorter
By the time she circled around, I didn’t want her
Lil homie, that is not yo bitch
I said ‘cause Karl Lagerfeld got yo bitch
Virgil Abloh got yo bitch
Art Basel tickets got yo bitch
Murakami exhibit got yo bitch
[Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks]
She don’t love me, she in love with, all the paintings and mannequins
She said what’s, the point of pictures, if you bitches ain’t Grammin’ ‘em
All I know is exclusive clothes, art pieces, and scamming it
Stuck the money and the cannabis both up in the cabinet
Now she asking what’s the thread and stitch count
Now what’s my bitch count
Tickets at the Louvre for a discount
Her cousin work the door
I’m tapped in, plug connected, you nan one of those
Jahlil Nzinga forty by sixties inside my summer homes
She get excited when we text and start to type fast
‘Cause to be honest she don’t know how long this might last
That’ll get her naked quick but it’s gon’ take a light bag
‘Cause even her birthday suit still got all the price tags
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4. |
You Can Do It
02:34
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[Intro]
All that shit
Oh you can do it nigga
Oh you can do it nigga
[Chorus]
Said I want the rings, I want the chains, I want the watch
You can do it nigga
Oh you can do it nigga
‘Cause I want the whips, I want the cribs, I want the blocks
You can do it nigga
Oh you can do it nigga
[Verse 1]
That’s what I say
That’s what see, that’s what I did
That’s what I’m on, that’s on my soul
Some shit I stole, but I had to
If you did it too, I ain’t mad at you
Wish public schools taught self-esteem
That’s the world for kings, it ain’t just a dream
And it just [?] a little practice
Now I travel the world and I’m from Matteson
Everything just took a little finessin’
First show led to booking the next one
Lap of luxury, dopeboy investments
[?] that was my man so I’ma trust it
Dennis brother was busted, truck full of the substance
End of the discussion ‘bout all that shit
But if you know a better way, you can do it nigga
[Chorus]
Said I want the rings, I want the chains, I want the watch
You can do it nigga
Oh you can do it nigga
‘Cause I want the whips, I want the cribs, I want the blocks
You can do it nigga
Oh you can do it nigga
[Verse 2]
I guarantee that you can do it nigga
Bad bitch from high school you wanna hit, you can do it nigga
Really it ain’t nothing to it nigga
You wanna be a rich nigga, wanna look out for ma dukes
Yea that pressure can build when it be on you
We need ICOs, we need IPOs
Like White people need the right control
Yea that’s nice to know but did you write some notes?
Did you study this shit?
You flipped the scam money into mortar and brick
That’s a hundred percent way to get rich dog
[?] six hundred and dipped off
So maybe you’ll understand me when I’m pissed off
So when they don’t understand just know I get y’all
Know that we still standing and we this tall
Go out and get y’alls
[Chorus]
Said I want the rings, I want the chains, I want the watch
You can do it nigga
Oh you can do it nigga
‘Cause I want the whips, I want the cribs, I want the blocks
You can do it nigga
Oh you can do it nigga
[Verse 2]
I guarantee that you can do it nigga
Bad bitch from high school you wanna hit, you can do it nigga
Really it ain’t nothing to it nigga
You wanna be a rich nigga, wanna look out for ma dukes
Yea that pressure can build when it be on you
We need ICOs, we need IPOs
Like White people need the right control
Yea that’s nice to know but did you write some notes?
Did you study this shit?
You flipped the scam money into mortar and brick
That’s a hundred percent way to get rich dog
[?] six hundred and dipped off
So maybe you’ll understand me when I’m pissed off
So when they don’t understand just know I get y’all
Know that we still standing and we this tall
Go out and get y’alls
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5. |
Ice Skate
02:59
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[Intro]
Got ‘em
I got ‘em
[Verse 1]
I got a four bedroom, four bath, and that’s my small house
Open floorplan in the kitchen, I took the walls out
The reaper came and paid me a visit, he took my mama with him
He told me "Tony just listen, this is my decision"
I held her forehead and kissed her for the final time
I’m honored that we had time
Sometimes I feel idle, when honestly I’m idolized
How you gon’ tell me I feel entitled when the title’s mine
Look, I tried to be respectful, play it diplomatic
I realize it’s no compromising with all these different addicts
Drugheads, pussy-crazed, addicted to likes
Sociopaths who say that they slipped the clip in the pipe
[Chorus]
21 gun salute, throw a rose for them
I’m a soldier, never fold, never run run
I told you that it’s cold where I come from
Man, my heart is froze and it’s numb numb
21 gun salute, throw a rose for them
I’m a soldier, never fold, never run run
I told you that it’s cold where I come from
Man, my heart is froze and it’s numb numb
You can ice skate
Numb, you can ice skate on it
Man it’s numb numb, you can ice skate
It’s numb numb, you can ice skate
21 gun
[Verse 2]
So what that leave me with, the only ones eating it’s the greediest
I know this game like a genius, I got degree in this
Never break a hundred out the roll for a needy bitch
I hope you reading this, that’s why I never put my seed in it
The opposite of Lonzo Ball, baby I need a brick
That’s a flip, but technology on some other shit
I open this account in your name, I’m making twenty six
Spotify for two hundred streams, I’m making twenty cents
Niggas on my Gram steady asking for a hand but
If they made it, they probably wouldn’t return the favor
My neck dripping like a monsoon, lunch on a pontoon
Everything working, it’s a session
This is sections with my niggas
This is dinners with my old head, old bread
Old ass rich niggas with ghosts in their crib
[Chorus]
21 gun salute, throw a rose for them
I’m a soldier, never fold, never run run
I told you that it’s cold where I come from
Man, my heart is froze and it’s numb numb
21 gun salute, throw a rose for them
I’m a soldier, never fold, never run run
I told you that it’s cold where I come from
Man, my heart is froze and it’s numb numb
You can ice skate
Numb, you can ice skate on it
Man it’s numb numb, you can ice skate
It’s numb numb, you can ice skate
21 gun
[Outro]
We back
We back
We back
I just wanna deliver something real
That’s all
All that cap shit over with
Ya
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6. |
Can't Call It
03:12
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[Intro]
Man like, it’s like, what’s to you, bro? Like…
You my mans or what? Like… (Can’t call it)
Every time I ask you for something, like, little shit, you can’t even do that
[Verse 1]
I can’t tell if it’s love or it’s hate, I can’t call it
These rappers acting like they my friends but they [fronting?]
And what the fuck ya, always typing all them LOLs for?
Joking with me like I’m your mans but I ain’t fell for it
I’m way clearer, with the man in the mirror
I can sense it in your spirit that you fear us
When niggas ran up on you at your show [?] who did you text?
I bought [?] and Bubba to the show with the sticks
Ready to air something for you when we came through the door
Them other niggas in yo squad shook it on you like some hoes
Y’all pollo, you not loyal, that’s on some personal shit
I can’t lie bro it hurt me a bit
But I’m straight, matter fact I wrote this verse in the whip
On the way to the film set for a movie I’m in
Now our friendship gone in the wind just like a bag blew
I had your back because I wanted not ‘cause I had to
[Chorus]
Damn, I can’t call it
Like nah, I can’t call it
I can’t call it
Niggas acting like they my mans, I can’t call it
Shit, I can’t call it
Like nah, I can’t call it
Hell nah, I can’t call it
Talking like we supposed to be friends, I can’t call it
[Verse 2]
Damn, imitation is flattering but it’s a thin line
How we both gon’ be doing me at the same time?
You looked at me and jacked my style tactics
We looking the same like racecar spelled backwards
What’s up at that dog? You supposed to be the popping one
You smokin' blunts and cockin' guns, shit get popping then you run
You conflicted, the attention got you addicted
This the first time in life where you ain’t been getting picked on
We used to kick it my nigga but now this isn’t true
Dickriding rappers for a No Jumper interview
Let’s get specific my nigga I seen it coming
When I let you rock the Rollie, I felt it in my stomach
Loyalty breeds royalty, riches, and opportunity
Bridges that we can cross, this shit has been nothing new to me
I took my L’s on the chin but still beautiful
And next time you ask for help I’m saying “Who is you?”
[Chorus]
Damn, I can’t call it
Like nah, I can’t call it
I can’t call it
Niggas acting like they my mans, I can’t call it
Shit, I can’t call it
Like nah, I can’t call it
Hell nah, I can’t call it
Talking like we supposed to be friends, I can’t call it
Damn, I can’t call it
Like nah, I can’t call it
I can’t call it
Niggas acting like they my mans, I can’t call it
Shit, I can’t call it
Like nah, I can’t call it
Hell nah, I can’t call it
Talking like we supposed to be friends, I can’t call it
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7. |
Punchin
02:32
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[Chorus]
Punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I’m on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin’ in
Bunch of bands, just a bunch of niggas
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
Bunch of bands, yea
[Verse 1]
Everybody having babies, starting families and such
All I could think about is rapping, fraud, scamming, and punching
Am I immature, when I avoid, responsibilities?
A world tour, baby on board, so if you feeling me
What would you do, if it was you? If it was me?
I'd swipe a credit card at Nina’s through the machine
Relationships was a delicate thing, I had to sell her a dream
I sell a feather to a pelican wing
I had to stay awake, karma’s real, don't corrupt the innocence
You’ll be in the pen, sitting wondering where the minutes went
Mad I'm on the phone with Verizon finna get a [ten?]
Say they need ID, I make a fake one and send it in
[Chorus]
Punch… punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin’ in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
Bunch of bands, just a bunch of niggas
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
Bunch of bands, yea
[Verse 2]
I get a rush, from elephant tusks on the piano
It's illegal but, we got a check, up on the mantle
That'll take care of all of the charges if they charge us
Charge the credit card up, doing fraud at Starbucks
But after that, I reinvested in a startup
Pardon me, I got enough cars to start a car club
But that don't mean shit when my heart scarred from hard luck
My ex had me feeling low class like I was [?]
Now it's famous bitches in my DM's, you would be starstruck
Her fingers pulling down on my zipper like a guitar strum
Yea but she ain't tryna play no outro
Let me drops these checks in ‘til your bank account close girl
[Chorus]
Punch… punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
Bunch of bands, just a bunch of niggas
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
I'm on the machine punch, punch, punch, punchin' in
Bunch of bands, yea
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8. |
No Me Toca
02:51
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[Verse 1]
Ooo no touch no me toca
See I can’t let my hoes go until I get to know ya
That’s my safety net
To catching feelings, that’s a safer bet
You my favorite
Coochie drip, diaper baby wet
But I need a lot of space though
Sometimes I’m social
Sometimes I’m introverted and I’m not social
I got two apartments ’cause I’m bi-coastal
Yea
Take a shower ‘fore we fuck ‘cause I’m OCD
Pussy smelling like a flower, now I know it’s clean
I put money over bitches so you know I’m sorta mean
And yo auntie a crackhead who hit the shoulder lean
At the picnic, she embarrassing and irritating
I won’t go out to a party if I got some bitches waiting at the crib for me
My cousin hold the Sig for me
I got 640, a 750 [?]
[Chorus]
Sometimes I want you
Sometimes I wanna fuck but you don’t want to
Nah I don’t want you
Get that ass out my way
I just caught a play
Get that ass out my ride
Get that ass outta time
Sometimes I want you
Sometimes I wanna fuck but you don’t want to
Nah I don’t want you
Get that ass out my way
I just caught a play
Get that ass out my ride
Get that ass outta time
[Verse 1]
Ooo no touch no me toca
See I can’t let my hoes go until I get to know ya
That’s my safety net
To catching feelings, that’s a safer bet
You my favorite
Coochie drip, diaper baby wet
But I need a lot of space though
Sometimes I’m social
Sometimes I’m introverted and I’m not social
I got two apartments ’cause I’m bi-coastal
Yea
Take a shower ‘fore we fuck ‘cause I’m OCD
Pussy smelling like a flower, now I know it’s clean
I put money over bitches so you know I’m sorta mean
And yo auntie a crackhead who hit the shoulder lean
At the picnic, she embarrassing and irritating
I won’t go out to a party if I got some bitches waiting at the crib for me
My cousin hold the Sig for me
I got 640, a 750 [?]
[Chorus]
Sometimes I want you
Sometimes I wanna fuck but you don’t want to
Nah I don’t want you
Get that ass out my way
I just caught a play
Get that ass out my ride
Get that ass outta time
Sometimes I want you
Sometimes I wanna fuck but you don’t want to
Nah I don’t want you
Get that ass out my way
I just caught a play
Get that ass out my ride
Get that ass outta time
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9. |
First I
02:44
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[Intro]
Hold on wait wait wait hold on
Wait wait wait a minute
Hold on wait huh huh
Hold on wait wait
Hold on wait a minute yea
Hold on
[Chorus]
First I start my day, wash my face, get my juice
Then I grab the K, it go great with my shoes
Bitch say she my bae, let’s just say that not true
Yea we getting paid, it’s a shame it’s not you
Then I
First I start my
Then I hold on hold on
First I start my
Wait a minute yea
Hold on hold on
First I start my
Wait wait a minute
Hold on hold on
[Verse 1]
Hop up out that bed, hit my [?] with the [?]
Celly going nuts, get a text, this is not a drill
If that box drop then ok then it’s getting real
Let me get a taste of that wop, get a better feel
Never play with the cops, that could get him killed
Stuffing money in the mailbox in Chanel socks
“Is he rich?” Boy is hell hot?
Do the nail shop smell like acrylic? Benz SL kitted
Sales we can get it, Kareem with the chopsticks
Watch this, I just turned a re-up to a mosh pit
Meditate and get my chi up ‘fore I clock in
I will always trade a Benny for a Washington
[Chorus]
First I start my day, wash my face, get my juice
Then I grab the K, it go great with my shoes
Bitch say she my bae, let’s just say that not true
Yea we getting paid, it’s a shame it’s not you
Then I
First I start my
Then I hold on hold on
First I start my
Wait a minute yea
Hold on hold on
First I start my
Wait wait a minute
Hold on hold on
[Verse 2]
Mailman, post-mane, [?]
J’s do the soul train, when I set up shop
I let my lil bro aim, ‘cause he a better shot
We kicking in the door even though that shit was never locked
Ooo is she running up a check or a tab nigga?
If it’s the latter then you going outside nigga
I let her have the key fob to my condo
I keep a 30 [?] locked in the console
I pulled up imperial
Talking straight eight hot sauce, six phones blocked off
My chain Aquaman material
And you know you can’t press me, Fendi on a jet ski
I got CDG Nike Shox, Todoroki Icy Hot
Said she got a pisces moon and she give the nicest top
Here’s some advice for ya pot, let your rice bubble
Now watch my checks come fast like a light shuttle
[Chorus]
First I start my day, wash my face, get my juice
Then I grab the K, it go great with my shoes
Bitch say she my bae, let’s just say that not true
Yea we getting paid, it’s a shame it’s not you
Then I
First I start my
Then I hold on hold on
First I start my
Wait a minute wait
Hold on hold on
First I start my
Wait wait a minute
Hold on hold on
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10. |
Exotica Maximum
03:24
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[Chorus]
Yea we be taxing ‘em
‘Cause we need the foreign and stuff
[?] And pouring it up
Tryna be fourin’ it up
Yea we do the maximum
In Cabo with women with dreams
Tropical blue on the truck
Exotic ain’t doing enough
We do exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
We do exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
[Verse 1]
All my timing is great
My Rollie is new
All my bitches is snacks
All my pictures is moods
I’m in Lima, Peru
Eagle soup in the coupe
Please don’t tweak it, it's true
Please don’t make it be you
[?] glass all the windows by Swarovski
And I got all the first options on the stocks
I’m in the Louvre
Got Chanel from Carl
And he sent me a card
And a bottle of Chard’
[Chorus]
Yea we be taxing ‘em
‘Cause we need the foreign and stuff
[?] And pouring it up
Tryna be fourin’ it up
Yea we do the maximum
In Cabo with women with dreams
Tropical blue on the truck
Exotic ain’t doing enough
We do exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
We do exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
[Verse 2]
I got a limitless mind
I only got limited time
I got women who shoot up the truck but
Still in touch with they feminine side
Could you picture me filling the pool with Fiji
My driveway made of cobble and brick
Got me a pound of the GG
'Cause nowadays it be easy to ship
Same chef as LeBron wife
Cooking tiger prawns in the condo
My alarm go off
You gon' see we from Chicago
When the sun goes down
And the light gets low
Then I might pop out
Better slide my do'
[Chorus]
Yea we be taxing ‘em
‘Cause we need the foreign and stuff
[?] And pouring it up
Tryna be fourin’ it up
Yea we do the maximum
In Cabo with women with dreams
Tropical blue on the truck
Exotic ain’t doing enough
We do exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
We do exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
Exotica maximum
[Outro]
Consider a building with a few broken windows. If the windows are not repaired, the tendency is for vandals to break a few more windows. Eventually they may even break into the building, and if it's unoccupied, perhaps becomes squatters or light fires inside, or breaking into cars
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11. |
Overload
02:49
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[Intro]
Bad, bad, bad, bad
Yea, Michael (bitch)
Ya bad, bad, bad, bad
Yea
[Chorus]
I said oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
Oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
[Verse 1]
So you in or is you out, you either are or you ain’t
Broke all of them hearts and you ain’t got a scar on yo face
But hey I hit it and ghosted too, some bitches is close to you
It’s not what you supposed to do but I was running reckless
I left some pillow cases stained salty and soaked
From women that love me but wanna toss me off of the boat
So get it don’t you, don’t let them broken hearts try and haunt you
It’s a risky ass game, we can play it if you want to
It’s like Russian Roulette, or that other one with the blade
Where you stab between your fingers while increasing the speed
Man, somebody gon’ get hurt or worse feelings get killed
When feelings get caught but I ain’t ever telling her talk
[Chorus]
I said oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
Oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
[Verse 2]
If I explode, you the detonator
Keep it together when we separated
Don’t ever let ‘em see you sweating baby
Just keep ‘em guessing ’cause you elevated
You know the rules, they writing fan fiction in my views
We creating and shit, don’t let ‘em tell us what to do
I think I, I think I, I think I’m better wit you
But if we sink our own ship then it’s irrelevant (true)
We alive, PS5, Xbox, V reality
The games get more dangerous when you up in the salary
It’s more to lose, more to gain, people can change
So hold me down already, go to sleep with the thing
[Chorus]
I said oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
Oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
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12. |
Tryna Hide
03:26
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[Chorus]
I’m in the woods with a fire and I’m hiding with my money
I just made a tent out of tarp and a bungie
I’m just tryna hide... tryna hide
Where they at? Where they at?
I’m in the woods with a fire and I’m hiding with my money
I just made a tent out of tarp and a bungie
I’m just tryna hide... oh fuck
Oh shit
[Verse 1]
I had to crash the Bent
And hit a tree and now I’m looking behind me
I’m hearing feet crunching in the leaves
I been here for weeks
But I’ve been holding up, I been eating them greens
Yea I know how to farm, a little botany
So I did what I had to stay alive
Can’t go back home ‘cause they be watching
CPN trade lines from a couple doctors
Fuck ‘em, I’m tryna duck ‘em
If I hear something I’m running, if I got the blick then I’m busting
The judge giving med school years
If you got a lump sum of money that ain’t clear where you got it
Immediately think it’s narcotics
But we was doing fraud, getting whips just to chop ‘em up
When y’all was riding in them strykers we provided ‘em
Supposed to get us out of the woods now I’m inside of them
[Chorus]
I’m in the woods with a fire and I’m hiding with my money
I just made a tent out of tarp and a bungie
I’m just tryna hide
I’m in the woods with a fire and I’m hiding with my money
I just made a tent out of tarp and a bungie
I’m just tryna hide
Shhh! Stay low, I think I heard something
[Verse 2]
I keep hearing shit
My imagination tripping and I’m paranoid
Duffel bag full of money
I should bury this by the stream, come back in three months
Get on the phone with my lawyer, get this thing cleaned up
Uh fuck that, hikers and old couples in RVs be camping over here sometimes
And if they find me
Knee-deep in the mud with shovels burying something
They might tell the forest police that I’m suspicious
And in addition to me being fatigued, I got a brain blast
Local news said last week there was a plane crash
Right around the spot where I set up camp
But they ain’t wanna move the plane ‘cause it’ll damage the plants
But fuck a fern, I got M’s to earn
And I’ll be damned if I don’t make it out the jam by the skin on my hand
The duffel start to weigh a ton when that pressure is real
Stashed the bag in a compartment right next to the wheel
But I’ll be back in a month’s time, just let that shit die down
I hear police walkies and some dogs in the background
But they ain’t ‘bout to pinch me, I rather be six feet
I’m fucking up these Y3’s running up shit’s creek
[Chorus]
I’m in the woods with a fire and I’m hiding with my money
I just made a tent out of tarp and a bungie
I’m just tryna hide... tryna hide
Yea
I’m in the woods with a fire and I’m hiding with my money
I just made a tent out of tarp and a bungie
I’m just tryna hide
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13. |
Sometimes
03:29
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[Intro]
I hate how that shit had to go down
He was my right hand, my left lung
I can’t believe everything turned out like this
But shit…
That’s how it gotta be sometimes
That’s how it gotta be sometimes
That’s how it gotta be sometimes
That’s how it gotta be sometimes
Yea
That’s how it gotta be sometimes
Friends turn frenemies sometimes
That’s how it gotta be sometimes
[Verse 1]
Man it wasn’t supposed to go like that
But once you cross the line then you can’t go back
It was never about bitches
It was really about us
It was really about trust
And that a trust got issues
Smart nigga but let a dumb bitch trick you
Same things ya niggas doing when you coming up
Same things them niggas doing when you rich too
I work hard tryna build an empire
My own mans tried to set it on fire
Shit got weird when I moved to Miami
You and my ex start kicking it
You know the streets stay listening
Oh yea my OG told me you know who ya dog when there’s honeys ‘round
Can’t have snakes in the garden when there’s money ‘round
So I took my dog to the yard and I put him down
One minute it’s all love then they diss you
Got me giving the fake hugs with the pistol
One minute it’s all love then they switch up
Got me giving the fake hugs with the blick tucked
Yup, but that’s how it’s gotta be sometimes
Friends turn frenemies sometimes
But that’s how it’s gotta be sometimes
One minute it’s all love then they diss you
Got me giving the fake hugs with the pistol
One minute it’s all love then they switch up
Got me giving the fake hugs with the blick tucked
Yup, but that’s how it’s gotta be sometimes
That’s how it’s gotta be sometimes
Friends turn frenemies sometimes
[Verse 2]
Yea
I gotta say that I’m glad that I learned that
You don’t trust muhfuckas until they earned it
That’ll save you from the fallouts, breakups
Cold sweat wakeups in middle of the night
Walks to the kitchen with a little bit of light
Make a Johnnie Walker Blue with a little bit of ice
Life way too short to be living with a lie
I see the man in the mirror and I look him in his eyes
I was a little surprised to see a soul there
This world been so cold
This industry so twisted and it’s backwards
But it wasn’t money and fame that attracted us
We used to say we’d have each other’s back ‘til we back to dust
But what happened? We gotta discuss
You probably too far gone to patch it up
Besides, one back stab that’s enough
One minute it’s all love then they diss you
Got me giving the fake hugs with the pistol
One minute it’s all love then they switch up
Got me giving the fake hugs with the blick tucked
Yup, that’s how it’s gotta be sometimes
Friends turn frenemies sometimes
That’s how it’s gotta be sometimes
One minute it’s all love then they diss you
Got me giving the fake hugs with the pistol
One minute it’s all love then they switch up
Got me giving the fake hugs with the blick tucked
Yup, but that’s how it’s gotta be sometimes
That’s how it’s gotta be sometimes
Friends turn frenemies sometimes, need some time
[Outro]
West side that’s how it be
South side that’s how it be
North side that’s how it be
East side that’s how it be
Everybody know how it be
But here’s to focusing on how to repair our broken windows, so that we can add meaning to our life in ways that matter. Madam Toastmaster
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Sir Michael Rocks Chicago, Illinois
No artist has pivoted the cultural zeitgeist more in the past decade than Sir Michael Rocks. When Banco isn't rewriting the rules of modern fashion, he shifts the sounds of popular music. From The Cool Kids to his solo projects Michaels' stuck on forward. ... more
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