Pursuit of Happiness

I let the potion soothe my passion Every time it's like the last one I got demons in my pockets Skeletons inside my closet Sometimes a wallet Can lift a empty heart let's check the balance No need to gas me up I just need a push to start And I'm sure it's not enough I got a will for fortune Jesus take it out my clutch I'm tryna find the good In world full of evil I fear I use this money For what I'm looking for in people What a feeling when they need you Like if I don't buy these bottles Would theiy night be just as good If I ain't bring these models for my niggas in the hood Would these ties ever sever Is this love really forever For the passion that I show Like do they really dig me Are the facts I'll never know I kill myself for the cake And every weekend is my fucking birthday I'm always eating right Keep these niggas thirsty Finest never age Don't look a day over 20 And I gotta get paid Don't love nothing but the money Paparazzi play right into my hands It's paper view Front page throwing hands And these bitches are my fans That's who I do it for Whenever they hate It make me do it more Some of these niggas act like hoes to Try not to let it show I'm savage for that ransom These niggas will get exposed Momma told me this life is draining Fake love with entertainers is entertaining Taking advantage of sensitive information Increasing tension At the expense for my expenses I need attention Let's start the beef Without this publicity I probably wouldn't even get a mention in the streets Jealousy and greed are sisters of mine And depressions just a cousin behind Bitch wait in line To these niggas I’m the finest To these bitches I’m a lion To these niggas I’m the flyest To these bitches I be lying Ain’t no pleasure in being modest All the pleasure we deposit We really cursed let’s be honest To these niggas I’m the finest To these bitches I’m a lion To these niggas I’m the flyest To these bitches I be lying What’s behind a perfect body And all of this designer What’s the value of this cash And the life these hoes desire Lying with the pride Eyeing the skylight Reaching for the skyline Can turn to a sky dive Still call the skyline Whenever the line drop Confused the passion and the pride And leave the happiness inside F*ck I’m calling to the sky Ain’t no line to get to god The cash is what we trust We be happy when we die Confused the passion and the pride And leave the happiness inside F*ck I’m calling to the sky Ain’t no line to get to god The cash is what we trust We be happy when we die