Cards we
Cards we
Cards we
Cards we
Cards we
Cards we swiping cards
They want an inch we give a yard
Not fully charged
We droppin' anchors like a harbor
Posted up in places that we can't afford
We can't afford we can't affor
We swipin' cards we swiping cards
They want an inch we give a yard
Not fully charged
We droppin' anchors like a harbor
Posted up in places that we can't afford
We pressing luck I gotta plan I gotta focus
This what happens when God die and the demons rule
Apocalyptic let's get descriptive on evil tunes
Pay your respects or end up dead on your local news
Scrap heap the books and get freaky
'Cause that's what heathens do
Oh s**t
My stomach faded my mental hungry my mind been ill
My ego turning my liver burning I quit the pills
My Nana asking me why is you always chasing thrills
Only way to find myself some dollar bills
My mind been leveled up
My lonely spirits shaking and dranking the devil's cup
I got the special stuff
I smoke the s**t and awaken my vacant brain erupts
I hope to say enough
My life been nipped and tucked
A lonely roads behind me telling me they been catchin' up
Cards we swiping cards
They want an inch we give a yard
Not fully charged
We droppin' anchors like a harbor
Posted up in places that we can't afford
We can't afford we can't affor
We swipin' cards we swiping cards
They want an inch we give a yard
Not fully charged
We droppin' anchors like a harbor
Posted up in places that we can't afford
We pressing luck I gotta plan I gotta focus
Whatever hurdle exposure or situation
A boulder inside my path once crossed will not remain
In plain I've risen higher than church windows with stains
They hate but like the devil they won't call me by name
B***h I'm great
Straight out the belly of the beast wit' it
Four hundred degrees
Couple broken bones and some teeth missing
We runnin' things yeah we bleed different
So tuck your chain we don't need attention
And f**k the fame
I just handle my business dismantle the system
The road to the riches has
Been paved in blood diamonds
So f**k it my neck shinin'
F**k it my Patek dancin'
Blow 'bout a hundred million wasted on my advance
Too stuck in the fast life peeping my gas light
Drank too much last night thought I was seeing double
Thought I was leaving trouble I'm wrong I move a muscle
The drinks was telling me to 'cause a scene
I got bruised knuckles ya feel me
Cards we swiping cards
They want an inch we give a yard
Not fully charged
We droppin' anchors like a harbor
Posted up in places that we can't afford
We can't afford we can't affor
But I been on a fast course
They wanted a rap chorus
But the s**t I'm speaking
Isn't sinkin' in don't act porous
I'm exactly what they wanted and then some
The task force cleansin'
In the game 'cause they asked for it
You bastards
Need to wash yo' a*s end get up off at two
What's the difference from me to you
I made a couple of tunes
Couple of moves that went right
So we could garner the views
So why I'm still stressin'
'Bout I ain't finish with school
