Census (feat. Metallic Keem)

I'm a man so I'm honest about the struggles I face
Waving mics like magic wands
I got curses to breaks
Changing tradition
And trending up
Why I ain't smiling
I ain't win enough
Pockets feeling light
Need to fill em up
Git er done
Now I'm feeling like the golden son
Got to get it in the bank
Being broke is cumbersome
Overcame shit
It took lots of patience
Wise beyond my years
I done seen a lot of strange shit
You may not be the one
But got damn it you the prototype
What I like
Mind is right and body tight
Every record body slight
High off the dubs
High off of life
High off the love
Said it, now love me bike, aight

Get numbers like the census
Making money senseless
Leader of the class
Front runner, all district
Qualified specimen
Extraordinary gentleman
Here I go
Lock the door don't let him in
Get numbers like the census
Making money senseless
Leader of the class
Front runner, all district
Qualified specimen
Extraordinary gentleman
Here I go
Lock the door don't let him in

What's the word
Please don't question me
Bout so and so
Ain't my concern
Just usher me right to the money
I'm a let it burn
You know I came for something
Cause I came from nothing
And shorty got to beat it
If she ain't gone buss it
Leader of the class
They'll watch me kick it
Till I kick the bucket
Crown on top my head
Feel like I'm wearing this shit just for Comfort
Yeah all eyes when I'm in it
Hard times couldn't kill them
No lies I'm the realest

Get numbers like the census
Making money senseless
Leader of the class
Front runner, all district
Qualified specimen
Extraordinary gentleman
Here I go
Lock the door don't let him in
Get numbers like the census
Making money senseless
Leader of the class
Front runner, all district
Qualified specimen
Extraordinary gentleman
Here I go
Lock the door don't let him in



Credits
Writer(s): Jayson Taylor
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