Hide Your Money (feat. Prozach & Lo-T)

You ain't ready Hide your money Pins and needles swarming me Storm the beat You ain't ready Hide your money Pins and needles swarming me Storm the beat Storm the beat To reform but even if I warn You'll freeze up like stillborn Cops dangerous to some With myself i made it out Had the L stuffed In the tube socks And only got a wrist slap It was barley grazing a Punishment But to be honest low key Sections served as the consequence Young so I got away with it Death, yeah just talked to it... Stream of consciousness Digesting taco but not the beef Just watching the league Trees got leaves Sometimes with weed Or the grabba Should I be A blunt roller Follow your mantra to activate your chakras I have dreams but it seems in an acidic world Everything wants my spiral to twirl My surroundings threated and dreams limited Like what is gonna happen next Flexed And felt bad that there are people in Imprisonment who only flipped a dime And in a bed of blessings I lie White guilt or not Nothing really matters it's all just a lie All just for show But in the back of my mind I know Gen z will be comfy floating out a show Because u ain't ready Hide your money, Pins and needles swarming me, Storm the beat Smoke two g's Rinse wash repeat So obviously Exaggerated when he says he made it Mind lubricated But I don't always rap About being super faded Eyes indicated Truth and pain so cant praise trap Your downfall super belated Shoot hated blows ants deliver better zaps Run laps around your raps Once you notice it it'll be pedal to the metal Stacks stuffed in the back You ain't ready Hide your money Pins and needles swarming me Storm the beat You ain't ready Hide your money Pins and needles swarming me Storm the beat I'm like hurricane Katrina on a Sunday Stormy and soft That's what my ex's say But I didn't come out here to play I just came out here to slay But if you ain't ready Hide your money I got so many rhymes that are funny All alone lo t slide through That's a double entendre Aye aye I just got more rage than Harambe Just packed a lunch peanut butter jelly Roles is what I got Talked a lot I guess I didn't smoke enough pot Purple haze it is what I bought Wavy like Jimi Hendricks I fucked your thot Call the medics I ripped open her appendix That's a fucked up sentence Now, I'm about to end this out of good conscience