WHATEVER IT TAKES

I throw it up in the bank
You live as someone you ain't
I'm like Shaq from Kobe in the paint
You try to hold me, you can't
Somebody say I ain't cold? Somebody made a mistake
These artists sellin' their souls, I do whatever it takes
All of my glitter is gold, if it's realer than me then it's fake
Shoutout to Schoolboy you know, tell em we Breakin' The Bank
Liquor go straight for the soul, 'specially taking it straight
Told her we ready to go, she sorry for making me wait
I've already made the escape
I told her no don't be afraid
I'm always a moment away
So please don't get carried away
Pull up we taking the safe
Sure enough we making a way
Poured up a couple of eighths
I've had enough for today



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Maysack
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