Housing Schemes

Yo Flex
I feel like am trapped in a maze
Niggas wanna act in a way but they cant get clapped on my wage
I don't know how to be have since i found a new way
My girl curse me out yesterday
She said this rap shit don't pay (Wah she talking bout?)
Mama please am paving the way
I don't know how they behave when they broke
Am thinking like Danny today
Am tryna see two's when i lay up
Twelve racks if i stay up
Kawaii if i play her
I don't wanna get mix up
I cant lime with them blenders
Staying out with them vendors
See me bout in November
I got too much of pepper
Flaming hot since i entered
Watch working with pressure
Watch it stop on the dresser
I cant leave false impressions
I know too much pressers
If i said it i meant it
Rude bwoy i wont mention
You know we don't got pensions
South, nigga with the dressing
Mine ya movements he dripping
Tourist when he stepping
Trail of smoke did i mention
Green lights dawg am dashing (Vroom)

Am gunning for green
Just me and my team
Am chasing the green
You heard what i said
You know what i mean
A mill on my scene
Housing Schemes
While they tryna be real
Guess we living they dreams
You come to my set
A mill on my scene
Housing Schemes

Man so cold when we rolling in
Housing schemes bare dark cloud
You know the ting, smoke!
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke!
Smoke!
Smoke smoke smoke smoke!

Ay, Grind
They gon expect that from me
Grind, Don't expect it to be cheap
Grind, I got the link for the streets
Grind, Money and family all i need
Grind, Trail of smoke all in my sleep
Grind, VVS all over my dreams
Grind, Am just tryna get no sleep
Grind, I don't wanna count no sheep

So we back ah' the two door jeep
1 AM one twenty
One ah them might suck me
One ah them might get me
Both of them ass on fleek
Thicker than cold oatmeal
I kill her no Ted Bundy
Drill her call me Hilti
She came like i said quickly
Mouth like i said 'fuck she'
They should call me pantene
But i din come to play here forever
The sticks and the coat with the weather
The love and the hate with the cheddar
Dan i want my family rich forever
Longevity till it's la qua
We going more higher than qua qua
If its bricks then we want it like trump's wall
So don't call me out by my government
In the south and am loving it
You wouldn't have nothing in if you aint hustlin
Dawg that wage extra minimum
Jays and Zees so dawg you know where im from
Come check me and cough up a lung
G this rap shit like selling smoke
Hustling Trail of smoke
Dan we still out here selling smoke...
Am gunning for...



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Writer(s): Tariq Mitchell
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