Royce The Choice - Preface Lyrics

On my soul ain't 1 nigga been broker than me
Broker money niggas 7 feet can't get over on me
Oprah money keep it comin steady man hoping I see
7 figures for this year is up but you workin with me
You either picked the right or the wrong one
Lashon's son no problems get you muthafuckas all done
I fault none I hold my own nuts don't ever matter the outcome
You facing hit charges, granny can't be puttin her house up
Now, if you got caught or you got shot that don't make you street
Got out yo deal to get a meal that might make you me
Everybody givin up the game this shit ain't for free
Major league niggas can't compare niggas can't compete
You just talkin cus it's inexpensive
Might run for president to you bill you niggas for opinions
Sold a boat of perc 30s then I wrote a top 40
I don't like the mall but if I'm there I only shop nordys
Got homies all about that bass like megahn trainor
That n the tar slapping dog like angry trainers
My foreign fat ass, skin fair, hair down
Gorgeous burning thru the woods
Letting Smokey the bear down, now wait

This game was up for grabs now it's down for keeps
Sound asleep, found a beat
Pound of cookie, wax n keef
Eatin octopus at a pacific coast brunch
Thinkin back to when we use to piece up the roach blunts
Buying property in Vegas in Ohio and Texas
While IG posers air bnb flexin
I fall down dont care bout how it's lookin to no nigga
Bigger picture puttin sugar on shit won't get a snickers
I put everything in this n it still fell short
If the devil want me broken imma give him hell for it
Car service to the clearport, xan got me snoozin
Nigga beggars can't be choosers we took what it gave to us
Used to think I was a shooter scared my family as a wild teen
Didn't finish the job don't know when You gotta see em
Only reason why it's glued when We in this shit
If you broke in America slavery still exist