Greed

I ain’t made it yet but I been around If ya’ll take shots I take shots Y’all hit the ground Know the difference When we rollin’ up Better know it’s loud I don’t catch feelings long enough to hold me down Superstition I just had a vision with deeper meaning Funny how humble beginnings lead you to finishin’ greedy You ain’t a killer Maybe with cereal Eat your Wheaties This is a proclamation with signatures Seal the treaties I just don’t digress Hungry but my pride don’t digest My level’s on a spiritual mindset These fine lines got me crossin’ over to side steppin’ And fine wine still goes bad Just depends how the wines kept Hater, put a cork in it Save a bottle Cut the problem by the head Yeah, and the rest will follow It’s a new regime Got my team and bunch of models Sorry, not sorry They just OD- Demi Lavoto I don’t give a f*ck how this shit can go Let it happen Shit can get funny like a skit but, nobody laughin’ Bet, I had some problems in the past Nobody askin’ Tell the truth, lies sound better I’m movin’ passed it Just imagine If I took you places you never been Saints try tell you it’s a Brees like they never sin Then again I could set the play up I better win If shawty’s in the red dress Devilish Heaven sent This is it People always tell me I’m workin hard But they don’t know the specifics The plan I’m workin’ on Ain’t it odd? Try to even out all the playing cards I was dealt Never took a knee No, I never knelt I pray to God Don’t nobody love you ‘til you’re dead and gone and Ain’t nobody with you when you go the long way We don’t even need to speak on greed All the things that you leave Get thrown away now Hope you know a way out And you know the pay out They say revenge best served cold Bon appétit If what they tell me was church I’m ready to preach Don’t put your lady ‘round my pew Even close to my reach Only missionary here, is when I hold up her feet I’m playin’ hide and go seek Throwin’ change in a wishing well Grippin’ on a bunch of nickels Hopin’ I fish a whale Anybody hear me pitchin’ sales should get the kill I got the recipes mixed like a chef and I whip a meal Gotta cross T’s and dot I’s when I read a deal Nowadays, it’s hard to even tell if it’s even real At the table kickin’ out ideas to keep the will Never greedy Everybody eats and I foot the bill Food for thought I been preppin’ hard Come get a plate They don’t really understand taste I demonstrate I could never fit in with the game I penetrate I never see my competition last They dissipate Throw a line and they on my wave They bit the bate Always on time even if I do come in late Piece of cake Half dozen roses in a vase Should be straight Cheaper by the dozen, though Just in case Get the tape Don’t nobody love you ‘til you’re dead and gone and Ain’t nobody with you when you go the long way We don’t even need to speak on greed All the things that you leave Get thrown away now Hope you know a way out And you know the pay out