GREED FREESTYLE

Brand new homer chain got me choking like I'm Bart again
Young money nigga ya I'm feeling like Carter man
Cage fighting flows these dumb niggas don't wan spar again
Like cardigans, I told my shordie I can never sweat ya
By 26 bet I'll have these niggas writing letters
About how they knew me
When I was stacking cheddar
Or better in the headers
Put the titles of the songs
That they
Could only know if they been with me all along
It's crazy
Put my prayers in the verses of my songs
So every stream I be getting I'm getting just what I want so
I'm getting just what I want so
I need a round of applause

Fuck that singing shit
Let's get right back into it nigga

Yea uh yea
Oppenheimer shordie, ya my barbie got a bomb ass
It was just me and Bank chilling in the Conrad
Dreaming bout the day we'd be lit with all our comrades
Saw Teyana Taylor jaw dropping we was next up

Plotting on our movements
Trying not to screw this
Carnegie Mellon up in Pittsburgh tryna school this
Learning bout the industry
The business of the cool shit
So when we get the cool shit
We packing like a hewlett
Know shooters engineering
Toolie in they toolkit
In they toolkit

We on this one
We got one

I was bout to stop I ain't done with you niggas tho
Way we printing money turn the figure 4 to figaro
Gold chain swanging, hella niggas gang bangin
But I'm with the same niggas
Like a shordie with no standards

They said I do it for gram
I do it for your momma nigga
Ya she be blowing up my phone like Osama nigga
Fine arts nigga but I'm never with the drama nigga
Took two Ls spat 'em out
Like a Llama nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Chibuike Dumebi-kachikwu
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