INDUSTRY

Bitches love to talk shit Money never come quick Killing shit like John Wick Moving like a comet Moving fast, breathing quick All my movements they be picturesque, like a comet Wonder how I make bands, I got profit Ask me how I'm born rich, I change the topic Going back up quick, like a rocket Switch the flow up now, it's ironic Got my grass hand made, it's exotic You say that I cheat, no, I'm just on top of it Proof of purchase used to sell my trophies I got bored of it Wasting time that I can't get back, even though I promised Nailing shit, music flowing in like a liquid Made it to the finish line, all my fans are proud, look what I started I be starting something new, made a industry Now my bitch want to get closer, think she into me Day and night, travel far, all just for the fame Climbing hills, reach the top, I can endure the pain What's the weather like, money falling like its fucking rain Choose your battles, you could be a prince, or end up a slave Had to fall, just to get back up, it's the way Win a race, driving quick, I will change lanes Buckle up, put your coat on it's going to freeze today Wish I was something better, but I can only wait Bitches love to be all you can eat, that's a buffet When you got this power, you could choose to sleep all day Mixing up my time, making plans I'm a DJ Lot of free time, though it's feeling like a work day Yeah I got a bitch And she fucking with me I'm the shit Making thousand cash every second I'm bout' to resign from this shit I be starting something new, made a industry Now my bitch want to get closer, think she into me I be starting something new, made a industry Now my bitch want to get closer, think she into me I be starting something new, made a industry Now my bitch want to get closer Bitches love to talk shit Money never come quick Killing shit like John Wick Moving like a comet Moving fast, breathing quick All my movements they be picturesque, like a comet Wonder how I make bands, I got profit Ask me how I'm born rich, I change the topic Going back up quick, like a rocket Switch the flow up now, it's ironic Got my grass hand made, it's exotic You say that I cheat, no, I'm just on top of it Proof of purchase used to sell my trophies I got bored of it Wasting time that I can't get back, even though I promised Nailing shit, music flowing in like a liquid Made it to the finish line, all my fans are proud, look what I started I be starting something new, made a industry Now my bitch want to get closer, think she into me