Bento Box

Increased my faith
It's paving my way in gold
Remember that I Am God
It's like I entered the code - No L
This life is hell, but shit I'm in this bitch cold
My temperature froze
Uplift the soul with intricate prose
It's written between the lines
White chalk on the field
Ain't playing, I'm running drills
Got the stadium filled still
We're going up, invoice that's how I build
You're running plays with the White?
You maybe Brady for real
But me?
I go to bae and tell her no one can tamper with us
My shit is fire - intense
Ain't no one camping with us
Bill a check, how I address it won't give a stamp for niggas
Trampling us, give us another cut
They're sampling us
Handful of us progressing the culture, but they're canceling us
Bad for business, niggas want the smoke
Till the cancer in us
Grab a pole, stay up on your toes
That's the dancer in us
Wipe the Smith &, cleaning my machine just like it's Planet Fitness
And it's finished
I can't doubt the goal in fear of bad decisions
700 million, need a motherfuckin' bag it fit in
Manifesting, sniffing for the check
I can smell the chicken
Got control, my channel set but I can't tell a vision
Keep it private
Never show my colors, tint the pencil box
Triple X the scene, now they can't see me - it's parental block
Bent the block
Windows five percent 'cuz it gets tense a lot
Hit the spot
Hope it's gon' appeal to them when Benzo pop
Little this, little that
Nigga, it's a Bento Box
Whip it until it hurts for the budget, it's a rental spot
Slave to the game and a slave to the system
Yeah you're feeling this plot
But it's a grave, can you dig it?
Yeah I'm paving the way, if you ain't then that's just your ass fault
Architect
Ain't even started yet, just built the cash vault
Concrete
Said I've paved the way and it's complete
Showing you the blueprint like my thumb was dipped in royal ink

Said I've been doing this construction for the paper like I'm five again
Benzo, no Klonopin
Back up on the grind again
Came in with the water, boy
And he got the nine on him
I got some much drip for sale, they come back and they buy again
Spoke it to existence - got the will just like a tire rim
Figured I should take my shot, 'cuz I got so much fire in pen
Watch how I enlighten records
Lit up like it's pyrotechnics
I ain't Crip or Pyru repping
Set up for a higher presence
Taxi
How I'm watching the numbers run up, like I'm sitting in the back seat
She know a nigga's focused, she ain't even got to ask
It's written all over my face like I'm Caskey - nasty
Boy I need it now, I need it last week
Catch me rhyming home alone, I've been the nicest since the latch key
Cash, I need it offshore
Trying to make a splash
Want to dip off to the islands, I need enough so it last me
Forever



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Strickland
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