Demands & Deliveries
I wonder if I knew the consequences before my actions
If I would still keep my confidence and enormous passion
Hit the weed, flick the ashes
I grab my keys and I'm mashing
Wrap 'round corners like the sheets on yo mattress
I found peace in this madness with this here pad and this pen
Y'all might think I'm an addict, you see me dragging again
Saw my people in caskets, my psyche bad ever since
Yea lil Raheem had a mask before CDC recommended
Yea Rest In Peace to my nigga
Yo legacy so much bigger than selling weed and pulling kicking and enters
Easy streets wasn't given
And police steady tripping so when we seen em we dippin
Nigga check my credentials these recipes they not riddles
Say pay attention, I might teach you how to turn a single intense to subscription
You gotta have vision
You gotta learn to stack before you spend it
Then run it back and add extra interest
Money don't make the man but man it make a difference
Run up a couple bands, watch how hands get extended
Put some up to cover jams, I got plans that's contingent
Demands and deliveries
Demands and deliveries
I'm the man in my city
Before Instagram had a image
I come from Birmingham where its ignant
Got knuckles never ran from no nigga
I'd be damned if I did it
I hustle never scam for the digits
Rolled a slim then I lit it, yea
I smoke twenty grams in a sitting
My hoes only tens never pennies
I still want a mil in my twenties only two years left
And every year in my city it's been too many deaths
It's hot in the kitchen but cool to a chef, yea
I found my position and choose to accept
I'm in the belly of the beast
And this ain't for the frail or for the weak
And I ain't talking pedals at my feet
When I tell you that I rose with every step
I drove to my success from a road that was less
Then I brought it to the top
So I pulled up in a drop
When I park I raise the roof
Yea nigga what it do
Man I got a fucking slew
Of weed and bitches
And everybody knew it was me off the entrance
And catch me in the game, never be on the benches
And they tweet in my mentions
But can't be see where I visit
Money don't make the man but man it make a difference
Run up a couple bands, watch how hands get extended
Put some up to cover jams, I got plans that's contingent
Demands and deliveries
Demands and deliveries
I'm the man that delivers
Said I'm the man that deliver
Yea I'm the man that deliver
Say ask my fam they remember
Said I'm the man yea
If I would still keep my confidence and enormous passion
Hit the weed, flick the ashes
I grab my keys and I'm mashing
Wrap 'round corners like the sheets on yo mattress
I found peace in this madness with this here pad and this pen
Y'all might think I'm an addict, you see me dragging again
Saw my people in caskets, my psyche bad ever since
Yea lil Raheem had a mask before CDC recommended
Yea Rest In Peace to my nigga
Yo legacy so much bigger than selling weed and pulling kicking and enters
Easy streets wasn't given
And police steady tripping so when we seen em we dippin
Nigga check my credentials these recipes they not riddles
Say pay attention, I might teach you how to turn a single intense to subscription
You gotta have vision
You gotta learn to stack before you spend it
Then run it back and add extra interest
Money don't make the man but man it make a difference
Run up a couple bands, watch how hands get extended
Put some up to cover jams, I got plans that's contingent
Demands and deliveries
Demands and deliveries
I'm the man in my city
Before Instagram had a image
I come from Birmingham where its ignant
Got knuckles never ran from no nigga
I'd be damned if I did it
I hustle never scam for the digits
Rolled a slim then I lit it, yea
I smoke twenty grams in a sitting
My hoes only tens never pennies
I still want a mil in my twenties only two years left
And every year in my city it's been too many deaths
It's hot in the kitchen but cool to a chef, yea
I found my position and choose to accept
I'm in the belly of the beast
And this ain't for the frail or for the weak
And I ain't talking pedals at my feet
When I tell you that I rose with every step
I drove to my success from a road that was less
Then I brought it to the top
So I pulled up in a drop
When I park I raise the roof
Yea nigga what it do
Man I got a fucking slew
Of weed and bitches
And everybody knew it was me off the entrance
And catch me in the game, never be on the benches
And they tweet in my mentions
But can't be see where I visit
Money don't make the man but man it make a difference
Run up a couple bands, watch how hands get extended
Put some up to cover jams, I got plans that's contingent
Demands and deliveries
Demands and deliveries
I'm the man that delivers
Said I'm the man that deliver
Yea I'm the man that deliver
Say ask my fam they remember
Said I'm the man yea
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Writer(s): Marcus Hammond
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