Interest
J. Wake & Scandle
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When you owe a lil’ bread to a creditor Bitch, you better get your cheddar up That’s interest And when you workin’ for the better But you forever indebted to yourself Motherfucker that’s interest When you loadin’ the Beretta cause your homie gonna set up a vendetta for the Devil That’s interest Or when they jealous of whoever, cause they see em’ on media, but you mentally beat em You gettin paid? Nah, I ain’t spit for any dollars but I promise if you listen to my shit you get the knowledge (You gettin praise?) Nah I ain’t spit for any ballers but the shit I put to paper is some shit to give you solace (Anyways) Yeah, you can focus on the flawless Over here I f*ck it up but then I’m pullin’ out the polish (That shit is lame) I guess my shit ain’t for the college, f*ck a frat party Bunch of rapist alcoholics I ain’t pull up in a Maserati If I could get one I would drive it probably Or maybe whip it in a fire ‘Rari But I don’t got a fuckin’ muscle car to drive to parties And it’s a fact, I won’t apologize if I ain’t sorry I would rather drive a Civic to a critic than a rental, is you mental? Least I spit it how I live it Never, fuckin’ playin’ put a divot in your pivot Cause I’m comin’ up, it’s something tough so give this shit a listen (Where the bitches?) I bet you’d get a couple hoes, if you focus on yourself instead of flexin’ in a ghost (Why you bitchin?) Because I’m sick, I never chose to be put in a position to be dealing with the most (Wait listen) I ain’t turnin’ on the Bose, to be bumpin’ that bullshit, sniff it with my nose (I’m addicted) You be working for the hoes You ain’t working for the money, but you flex so no one knows That some bullshit I bet it hurts I’m calling out the clout chasers The money hungry dummies that’ll never work The culprit is gettin Percs Maybe if he gets a little higher Strip it to the wire he could spit a verse I ain’t never seen a genuine gentleman tryna make it to the top, because the genuine get a win If I make it to greatness it’s cause I meddle in evidence Never hide in the dark cause I write the truth when I get a pen When you owe a lil’ bread to a creditor Bitch, you better get your cheddar up That’s interest And when you workin’ for the better But you forever indebted to yourself Motherfucker that’s interest When you loadin’ the Beretta cause your homie gonna set up a vendetta for the Devil That’s interest Or when they jealous of whoever Cause they see em’ on media, but you mentally beat em She got no room Like a family sharing a McLaren, it’s embarrassing What you wearing in the Sheraton has no comparison with what they rocking What they starin’ at’s apparent You say you never care about appearance it’s hilarious Mixing up my karats, it’s a various collection Addicted to the money it’s the scariest obsession Carry all my arrogance and burry misconceptions Your triggers all the hairiest, a fairy with the weapons Parry any session that mistake me for rookie You mistook me when you heard me and I’m sounding like veteran, need a discount You miscounted, needed more than ten percent You had a charity, I’m sparin’ you a cent What’s investing? That’s money that I got behind ya You think this shit a game? You think it’s funny? Must remind ya You think your bitch is bad? She got a dummy? I’m behind her And when you call her honey, I’ll remind ya (I’ll remind ya) And I don’t mean to be the problem, but I been needing me a collar The bar that I need to meet and I just keep on reaching farther Racing my competition The guy that made Headed East and Diabla I need a reasonin’ to beat on him and harbor (Facts) Anger I have left, bout to hang em’ by the neck But I’m talking bout the karma ya bitch I got a hoe, I’m bout to harvest ya bitch Cause I get cabbage, I’m a magnet ya bitch They told me opposites attract, you not attractive ya bitch Colonizing, getting massive as shit Taking masses to masses, look at the mass of this clip, yeah I ain’t talking video or Vimeo Making all this bread, No homie, I mean it’s really dough Really though, producers be looking silly bro Cause y’all ain’t heard the beat once, I speak once, this shit just froze It’s really pitiful, they need the money I just keep it from em’, but I’m feeling judgey But please don’t judge me My keys be the front seat My heater be in the glove de-partment, That’s where my heart went since shit was still keeping ugly So keep the reefer from me They speaking so decent of me I was confident before I knew that I could be somebody Ever want to fall in love just to go and leave somebody? And never think about just what they needed from me? In my mind they using me They knew I’d be a softy All this hate that i’m accruing, I knew that it’d happen to me, like
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Written by: Carter Crandell, Jake Weinhold
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