Here Now
Grey suit, black tie, kicks matching that
Greyscale v3's you don't know now bout that
I was sitting for a while when Levy called me up
I'm not your favorite nor first but I'm the Chosen One
When the reel get to spin'n and you get the picture
You'll be asking yourself who's this nigga
I was waiting on my turn in the back ground
Now I'm the batter box ion know how to act now
I had to prove myself Playoff Lenny
My verses cost a Buccaneer I'm good for every Penny
You mascots on the Bull shit fuck'n Benny's
I'm sending straight shots you want DUSSÉ or the Henny
Niggas is the new bitches the way they dick ride
I ain't the one judge, where the money reside
I'm so about the paper, where the cash at
Send my bread thru Zelle fuck a Cash App
'Cause I ain't trying to take an L's on my transacts
See sense makes dollars, you understand that
If you don't get that, then never mind
That just proves my point we ain't the same kind
You think it's fun and games on Instgram and Tik Tok
For a gram my potna doing a fucking tick tick
That's why ion do the scene I'm anti-social
While y'all niggas going federal I'm going postal
It's Cole how I go over heads Dennis Smith
Peep these leaps and bounds that wasn't shit
I'm a dress this bitch so cold they gon throw a fit
I'm the one they all fear Eli Ricks
Looking at my watch it's a quarter to eight
You know I stay hungry I'm gaining weight
These niggas so full of shit, constipate
The shit out my mouth will make a nigga contemplate
Who freed this nigga to emancipate
His proclamations, stir debates
Well that's what happens once they let you out heaven gates
I'm Maxing out, First Take
I'm a cash addict going thru withdrawals
Bitches see that and be done with drawers
People try get close to me in-laws
That's when you got to move different southpaw
You know switch your stance, stand your ground
Ain't got time to fuck around with the fuck arounds
I'm, Ant Rich, in the pocket I'm kind of unknown
Everything after this will be postponed
Until a later date and my mind settles
You know my shit be racing running rebel
Off the docks my mind be going fucking over board
Over load what these niggas saying got me over board
Greyscale v3's you don't know now bout that
I was sitting for a while when Levy called me up
I'm not your favorite nor first but I'm the Chosen One
When the reel get to spin'n and you get the picture
You'll be asking yourself who's this nigga
I was waiting on my turn in the back ground
Now I'm the batter box ion know how to act now
I had to prove myself Playoff Lenny
My verses cost a Buccaneer I'm good for every Penny
You mascots on the Bull shit fuck'n Benny's
I'm sending straight shots you want DUSSÉ or the Henny
Niggas is the new bitches the way they dick ride
I ain't the one judge, where the money reside
I'm so about the paper, where the cash at
Send my bread thru Zelle fuck a Cash App
'Cause I ain't trying to take an L's on my transacts
See sense makes dollars, you understand that
If you don't get that, then never mind
That just proves my point we ain't the same kind
You think it's fun and games on Instgram and Tik Tok
For a gram my potna doing a fucking tick tick
That's why ion do the scene I'm anti-social
While y'all niggas going federal I'm going postal
It's Cole how I go over heads Dennis Smith
Peep these leaps and bounds that wasn't shit
I'm a dress this bitch so cold they gon throw a fit
I'm the one they all fear Eli Ricks
Looking at my watch it's a quarter to eight
You know I stay hungry I'm gaining weight
These niggas so full of shit, constipate
The shit out my mouth will make a nigga contemplate
Who freed this nigga to emancipate
His proclamations, stir debates
Well that's what happens once they let you out heaven gates
I'm Maxing out, First Take
I'm a cash addict going thru withdrawals
Bitches see that and be done with drawers
People try get close to me in-laws
That's when you got to move different southpaw
You know switch your stance, stand your ground
Ain't got time to fuck around with the fuck arounds
I'm, Ant Rich, in the pocket I'm kind of unknown
Everything after this will be postponed
Until a later date and my mind settles
You know my shit be racing running rebel
Off the docks my mind be going fucking over board
Over load what these niggas saying got me over board
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Writer(s): Armstead Mckennie
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