The Craft

Yeah, yeah

Look into my future, see a lot of dollar bills
And they falling from the sky, piling into fuck hills
Woah it's looking like I'm rich, looking like a couple mil
No it's looking like it's more, what else will this shit reveal?
(hold up)

Yeah, yeah, seeing how it play it out
First I gotta grind to make it rain in a drought
Planting sesame, all I wanna do is count
Water when I drip, I just wanna see it sprout

Okay, yeah now see it grow a lil bigger
Now I'm rocking Louis and some Tommy Hilfiger
Now every time I see her she a lil more bitter
Now every time I call 'em he answer a lil quicker

I ain't fly I'm soarin'
This the craft
First and final warning
If I want it, then I put the work in
Till I get the fucking bag like its mother fucking Birkin

I ain't fly I'm soarin'
This the craft
First and final warning
This shit powerful, this the type of shit they worship
Tell that bitch to have a seat, before I start the fucking sermon

Look a little further see me pull up in a Range
I'm a different kind of beast, who done broke up out the cage
Now my plant a cypress hill, bitch I go fucking insane
And I bet it fucking happen if I picture it in my brain, yeah

See I am an entity
That's why these bitches can't even get next to me
I got the remedy
Just what the game needed it favors me heavily
I'm up under money tree
And all the fruits of my labor just serve the whole family, yeah
That is my specialty, yeah
Like keeping it cute and still keeping it G, wait

Fenty campaign in the bag
Big Draco pretty girl swag
All these hoes big big mad
But I don't give a fuck 'bout that

I said Fenty campaign in the bag
Hit the Big Draco pretty girl swag
Got these hoes big big mad
But I don't give a fuck 'bout that

Told y'all that I'm next
Now I'm up they call that manifest
Feel the fucking power overflowing out my fucking chest, uh
This ya final form, I am not impressed
I go Super Saiyan, like a bitch possesed

I ain't fly I'm soarin'
This the craft
First and final warning
If I want it, then I put the work in
Till I get the fucking bag like its mother fucking Birkin

I ain't fly I'm soarin'
This the craft
First and final warning
This shit powerful, this the type of shit they worship
Tell that bitch to have a seat, before I start the fucking sermon

Drop a dose
Took a trip
To the future
I'm the shit
Space coup
That's my whip
Blast off
On a bitch

Drop a dose
Took a trip
To the future
I'm the shit
Space coup
That's my whip
Blast off
On a bitch, on a bitch