WARHOL IN VENICE

It goes one for the money and two for the shows
Three for my people living on the east shore
Been doing this since I was 12 years old
This is all that I know, and I'll keep on going like-

Uh, fuck a feature on this record, I ain't doing 'em (fuck that)
Bigger artists than me, I see I influence 'em (that's right)
Branch out to smaller artists 'cause I root for them
They tell me I'm solid as a tree and that I boosted 'em (boost 'em up)
Building up another's confidence is how you build (how you build)
Double H the movement, how I'm moving now it's real (this shit real)
There's so much music I produced and all without a deal (uh-uh)
Independent money's what I'm chasing, let me count my bills

That leave a bad taste in your mouth, just like sour milk
That mean you a hater, ain't a way around on how I feel (this how I feel)
Uh, screaming, "Fuck the respect, cut me a check"
Give a fuck a if you gon' love me to death
I once was depressed, that was from the company kept (yeah)
Had to switch on 'em, seen 'em get all funny with bread (the fuck?)
Funny it happens when your cream long like buttered baguettes
I'm done with y'all, peace out, y'all are suckers at best

It goes one for the money and two for the shows
Three for my people living on the east shore
Been doing this since I was 12 years old
This is all that I know, and I'll keep on going like, "Yeah"
I just want to get some dough
And spend it all quick and then go get some more
These days I'm living fast, I don't live slow
Plus, I'm on my Snoop shit, 'cause I don't love these hoes (uh)

People know no shit about my life now
So why you talking to others about my lifestyle?
You ain't seen shit like the lights out
Tell me, do I seem rich, am I iced out?
Fuck no, so why you running your mouth?
Little internet gossip got you looking dumb as a clown (clown)
It ain't jokes but regardless, my dog, I'ma laugh at 'em (ha-ha)
Cut ties, make songs, take stabs at 'em

Fuck knives, but you out here backstabbing (ouch)
But that shit was predictable, so I'm back at it (bitch, I'm back)
Turned me asthmatic, had me not breathing right
Guess it's trust nobody, that's the key to life (that's the key)
Damn, that shit is sad as hell, like when Aaliyah died (R.I.P.)
I guess, need to balance self like the Libra sign (balance)
Easy raps for you to follow for a piece of mind
Carpe diem, no tomorrow, make you feel alive