Not My Wallet
Tappin yo pockets
Makin that profit
Feel like a prophet
I ain't fuckin with the gossip
Rap was given like it's God's gift
And I cherish it...
More than ever
And I hold it close
They be scared of the Holy Ghost
Cuz I know
They got guilt on they soul
So they stay pouring mo
Drank in the cup
They ain't be givin a fuck
Times hard
Shit is gettin rough
So I'm workin out
Niggas gettin buff
Nigga I flexed up!
Fuck is you talkin bout?
I've been the one
So fuck bein next up
Smooth nigga
Cha cha slide
Then I glide
Like a Tesla
With minimal effort
Set plans, I ain't doin whatever
Know that I'm precious with time
Asking the world for a sign
Hoping that this all aligns
And I get better by the way
Off the Chardonnay
She gets sentimental
If it's KJAY
Then it's been official
My life lay on the instrumental
That Cresent play
Probably roll another eighth
(Ahhh)
I should probably take a break
It's another chase
In the A
On the run for the throne!
(Ahhh)
It's some dawgs that be after the bone
Certain shit that I'll never condone
Why was you hiding yo phone?
Send a text when you home
And hope that you get that
While I sit back
And I squeezed a lime on a taco
She a dime standing 5'4"
Living on the land that was stole with a rifle
They let it bang!
Lettin the shots loose
My dreads hang
And I'm letting the locs loose
Lettin it flow off the mind
Why do they keep us confined?
I'm boutta blow like a mine
Hate that they categorized
Then they attempt to define
Who I Am as a Man!
I lost my rock
Seen it turn into the sand
They an opp if they switch on the fam
Shit gettin hot so we turn on the fan
(Uhh)
Tappin yo pockets
Makin that profit
Feel like a prophet
I ain't fuckin with the gossip
Rap was given like it's God's gift
And I cherish it...
More than ever
And I hold it close
They be scared of the Holy Ghost
Cuz I know
They got guilt on they soul
So they stay pouring mo
Drank in the cup
They ain't be givin a fuck
Drank in the cup
They ain't be givin a fuck
Times hard
Shit is gettin rough
So I'm workin out
Niggas gettin buff
Nigga I flexed up
Fuck is you talkin bout?
I've been the one
So fuck bein next up
Makin that profit
Feel like a prophet
I ain't fuckin with the gossip
Rap was given like it's God's gift
And I cherish it...
More than ever
And I hold it close
They be scared of the Holy Ghost
Cuz I know
They got guilt on they soul
So they stay pouring mo
Drank in the cup
They ain't be givin a fuck
Times hard
Shit is gettin rough
So I'm workin out
Niggas gettin buff
Nigga I flexed up!
Fuck is you talkin bout?
I've been the one
So fuck bein next up
Smooth nigga
Cha cha slide
Then I glide
Like a Tesla
With minimal effort
Set plans, I ain't doin whatever
Know that I'm precious with time
Asking the world for a sign
Hoping that this all aligns
And I get better by the way
Off the Chardonnay
She gets sentimental
If it's KJAY
Then it's been official
My life lay on the instrumental
That Cresent play
Probably roll another eighth
(Ahhh)
I should probably take a break
It's another chase
In the A
On the run for the throne!
(Ahhh)
It's some dawgs that be after the bone
Certain shit that I'll never condone
Why was you hiding yo phone?
Send a text when you home
And hope that you get that
While I sit back
And I squeezed a lime on a taco
She a dime standing 5'4"
Living on the land that was stole with a rifle
They let it bang!
Lettin the shots loose
My dreads hang
And I'm letting the locs loose
Lettin it flow off the mind
Why do they keep us confined?
I'm boutta blow like a mine
Hate that they categorized
Then they attempt to define
Who I Am as a Man!
I lost my rock
Seen it turn into the sand
They an opp if they switch on the fam
Shit gettin hot so we turn on the fan
(Uhh)
Tappin yo pockets
Makin that profit
Feel like a prophet
I ain't fuckin with the gossip
Rap was given like it's God's gift
And I cherish it...
More than ever
And I hold it close
They be scared of the Holy Ghost
Cuz I know
They got guilt on they soul
So they stay pouring mo
Drank in the cup
They ain't be givin a fuck
Drank in the cup
They ain't be givin a fuck
Times hard
Shit is gettin rough
So I'm workin out
Niggas gettin buff
Nigga I flexed up
Fuck is you talkin bout?
I've been the one
So fuck bein next up
Credits
Writer(s): Kumasi Jabulani
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