ROI (Return on Investment)

Look
I need compensation monetary I'm not a rapper concerned with popularity
Dollars make sense and I comprehend
Belly got the Lex Roc comped the Benz
That champagne sizzle with the strawberries
And it's a buyers market so be wary
I.R.S. Hit me with the tax levy
My bracket 'bout to change bitch get ready
Ya boys back in the building
St. Louis we back on the map
Bitch I'm a grown ass man
Ion do face tatts
I'm the coolest to do it I just happen to rap
Team POLY Recordings
I draw up the contacts yeah
Now peep the paradigm never ignore your intuition
See that bullshit a mile away that's Cliquot Visions
Small deposits add up to big savings baby cash on delivery fuck you pay me
Return On Investments
Them back ends heavy
Million dollar broke nigga
That's till the death of me
High percentile like I'm shooting free throws took my daughter to Kobi
She like the onion volcanos
Pardon my ego they call me Hank Pachino
Rose' Cliquot in the morning that's my steelo
German engineered I steer
Tom Fords block the sun glair

Pulled up knocking Sir Eddie shit
I'm mixing Off-White with Urban Edikate
Got damn I make it sound so beautiful don't get ya shit pushed back like cuticles
I'm a businessman not a rapper bitch I just left brunch with a venture capitalists
My new Lil thing say she love my old shit save the accolades and stats
I'm trying to get rich
Probably seen me in that foreign on Kings Highway
I'm a king by the way smoking weed from the Bay
shit can get hectic when terms are irrefutable haters stoned
Jesus imagine what they'd do to you



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Powell, Ray 0'kain
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