Pick One
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Your life, pick one
My house ain't a mansion
But I got a plan with expansions
I need to trademark and brand it
Got a lot to prove so I can't abandon
Liked to be low key on campus
Meanwhile I was bringing up the standard
We can go toe to toe with the hits
You just got more trolls on your dick
All I gotta do is trust the process
Making money moves gotta invest
I don't give a damn who I impress in
All these other labels is a hot mess and I
Monetize, monetize, monetize
I put the pressure on em like a heat press
If you're homie got a problem then he next
Got me working late nights like Keith Sweat
Monetize, monetize, monetize
I start off with questions like who am I
See through your shit through my fourth eye
Lost friends with my fourth eye
I do not care what they told you
The system was made to control you
Giving a fuck was the old you, you gotta let destiny mold you
Everything wanna be Black
You see the money in Black
I want my company Black
Not even on the attack
Lucifer hides behinds behind many things
He can take over the finer things
How are you sacred of your own name
Fake nigga stay in your own lane
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Your life, pick one
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Too many whores might change my aura
Touring in quarters pouring in
Imported Jordan's
Jumping out doors, four of us
Spinning them corners for it
Feeling real gorgeous
Brand new grill, George Foreman
Taking them risks, distorted
All my visions and courses
Gotta get sorted
Gotta get right
Been out of high school at least about a year now
Been through it all so there's nothing to fear now
Never went to college told my momma forget about
Go to school to learn the world and never get taught about it
There's a bigger death toll and nobody talks a bout it
Black kids dying, all they do is go Tweet about it
People so cruel cruel cause they want to make a profit
Take them dollars way and let's see who really fucking bout it
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Your life, pick one
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Your life, pick one
Pick one
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Your life, pick one
My house ain't a mansion
But I got a plan with expansions
I need to trademark and brand it
Got a lot to prove so I can't abandon
Liked to be low key on campus
Meanwhile I was bringing up the standard
We can go toe to toe with the hits
You just got more trolls on your dick
All I gotta do is trust the process
Making money moves gotta invest
I don't give a damn who I impress in
All these other labels is a hot mess and I
Monetize, monetize, monetize
I put the pressure on em like a heat press
If you're homie got a problem then he next
Got me working late nights like Keith Sweat
Monetize, monetize, monetize
I start off with questions like who am I
See through your shit through my fourth eye
Lost friends with my fourth eye
I do not care what they told you
The system was made to control you
Giving a fuck was the old you, you gotta let destiny mold you
Everything wanna be Black
You see the money in Black
I want my company Black
Not even on the attack
Lucifer hides behinds behind many things
He can take over the finer things
How are you sacred of your own name
Fake nigga stay in your own lane
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Your life, pick one
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Too many whores might change my aura
Touring in quarters pouring in
Imported Jordan's
Jumping out doors, four of us
Spinning them corners for it
Feeling real gorgeous
Brand new grill, George Foreman
Taking them risks, distorted
All my visions and courses
Gotta get sorted
Gotta get right
Been out of high school at least about a year now
Been through it all so there's nothing to fear now
Never went to college told my momma forget about
Go to school to learn the world and never get taught about it
There's a bigger death toll and nobody talks a bout it
Black kids dying, all they do is go Tweet about it
People so cruel cruel cause they want to make a profit
Take them dollars way and let's see who really fucking bout it
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Your life, pick one
It's go time, get some
Low/High, which one
The real and the fake can't mix up
Your life, pick one
Pick one
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Writer(s): Rahsaan Ison
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