Tin Foil
What you do for fame is how you lose your freedom
Niggas claim they sold their souls you better believe them
Cuz last time I checked white devils make billions
That's the motive for a nigga in a broke position
Ain't no handouts, they would lose their position
Fractional reserve they don't owe you nothing
9 To 5 don't cut it, bitch you better start hustling
But the dollar ain't real, they selling imagination, so
If a nigga wanna ball, let that nigga bounce
If a nigga bragging bout cash, check the amount
If a bitch popping pussy for the gram she get clout
Nigga talking woke shit put some gold in his mouth
Shut the fuck up, rap nigga rap
Say you sell drugs, yeah crack nigga crack
Say you caught a body, keep a chopper and a gat
Snitches get stitches nigga better check your raps
Check the top aye, corruption spreading like a disease
Fuck the facts aye, fiction is easy to believe
Cuz the news media is only here to deceive
While the youth is focused on going viral for the streams
Godamn, it's a fucking mess
Half of y'all now believe that greed is success
Billion dollar net worths make you doubt your worth
Then you bring up mental health just to sell some merch
Go get help bitch
If a nigga drinking Kool-Aid let him choke
If a nigga thinks he calls the shots let him vote
Cuz money is power, that's why they'll always keep you broke
Fighting over colors, we're all in the same boat
Shut the fuck up, watch nigga watch
Who pushing the drugs nigga, ain't talking bout crack
They not locking you up cuz you sold niggas crack
It's cuz you making a profit, and they can't have that
No no no, think about this shit
If you're a nigga selling crack in the hood, go ahead and do it
Cuz you're killing other niggas
But if you're making a profit
you got a little enterprise going on and you expand out to the suburbs
It's a fucking problem cuz then you're getting some money
Turn into a rich nigga and they can't have that shit
I mean think about this shit
How many crackers made billions and billions
Pushing drugs to regular motherfuckers
All kind of fucked up drugs
Them niggas made billions
But let a nigga come up selling a little bit of crack
It's a motherfucking problem
Niggas claim they sold their souls you better believe them
Cuz last time I checked white devils make billions
That's the motive for a nigga in a broke position
Ain't no handouts, they would lose their position
Fractional reserve they don't owe you nothing
9 To 5 don't cut it, bitch you better start hustling
But the dollar ain't real, they selling imagination, so
If a nigga wanna ball, let that nigga bounce
If a nigga bragging bout cash, check the amount
If a bitch popping pussy for the gram she get clout
Nigga talking woke shit put some gold in his mouth
Shut the fuck up, rap nigga rap
Say you sell drugs, yeah crack nigga crack
Say you caught a body, keep a chopper and a gat
Snitches get stitches nigga better check your raps
Check the top aye, corruption spreading like a disease
Fuck the facts aye, fiction is easy to believe
Cuz the news media is only here to deceive
While the youth is focused on going viral for the streams
Godamn, it's a fucking mess
Half of y'all now believe that greed is success
Billion dollar net worths make you doubt your worth
Then you bring up mental health just to sell some merch
Go get help bitch
If a nigga drinking Kool-Aid let him choke
If a nigga thinks he calls the shots let him vote
Cuz money is power, that's why they'll always keep you broke
Fighting over colors, we're all in the same boat
Shut the fuck up, watch nigga watch
Who pushing the drugs nigga, ain't talking bout crack
They not locking you up cuz you sold niggas crack
It's cuz you making a profit, and they can't have that
No no no, think about this shit
If you're a nigga selling crack in the hood, go ahead and do it
Cuz you're killing other niggas
But if you're making a profit
you got a little enterprise going on and you expand out to the suburbs
It's a fucking problem cuz then you're getting some money
Turn into a rich nigga and they can't have that shit
I mean think about this shit
How many crackers made billions and billions
Pushing drugs to regular motherfuckers
All kind of fucked up drugs
Them niggas made billions
But let a nigga come up selling a little bit of crack
It's a motherfucking problem
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