Racks
Lyrics
Yeah, uh
You know all I want is racks
Money only evil if u choose to love it
I’m tryna get that money you only see at the summit
So if the time comes when my music has to plummet
It won’t even fucking matter 'cause the food is in my stomach yeah
It’s been a long time coming
This that presidential flow
I spent a long time running man
I’m just tryna put this island on the map
Show me where it is
I’ll get it where it’s at
You know all I want is racks nigga
Movie script scene unemployed and black nigga
Love of money make you wanna just attack niggas
Cuz when we get it we just don’t know how to act nigga
Spitting like I took a break and now I’m back nigga
What you give is what you going to attract nigga
Funny how they using chains just to trap niggas
Even funnier the way they target trap niggas
I am more than just your ordinary rap nigga
So I ain't cuttin' anybody any slack nigga
And if you got a problem say it to my face dawg
Cuz this ain’t twitter, I don’t really like to at niggas
And I know shooters who be really aimin' at niggas
I got soldiers who do really have my back nigga
Cuz I done hustled just to get to where I’m at nigga
And if I say it that’s a muhfucking fact nigga
Young talented and black
Nigga all I want is racks
Off road yeah it's good to be home
Drop the bags get to the pussy
Yeah it's good to be flown
Wide receiver going deep in that zone
Fuck with the family head shots turn your brain into memory foam
That kinda violating we don't condone
That's the extreme yo
Don't get steamrolled for what you partially believe bro
My niggas come up off the top buckle like Ricky Steamboat
And all I want is some racks and some tranquility
A space in the city to start living out who we really be
I'm shittin' everybody who doubted with no humility
Huh
Was never on the gram flexin'
The man I'm still here right where I stand like a concession
Peace to everyone that never turned funny on me
That held a nigga down when I wasn't around the country
I never talk foul 'cause I know whether you know it or not
The family ties yeah we tie with a knot
Yeah
They say the hood got a mental telepathy
Activating your mind, that's the weaponry
That's why they can't move me
I'm living a movie that's unruly
I catch you from the blindside stunting
Sold that
Imagery sells
Packages sold that
Started showing ugly truth packaging sold back
The moral lines of coonery trapped
That's where your goals at
Anything for a dollar
This industry where the hoes at
We can stop acting like our struggle's the same
I'm grind level every day
Built with nothing to gain
It's kinda real I just couldn't explain
I know one thing's for sure man they'll never catch me slipping again man
Yeah, uh
You know all I want is racks
Money only evil if u choose to love it
I’m tryna get that money you only see at the summit
So if the time comes when my music has to plummet
It won’t even fucking matter 'cause the food is in my stomach yeah
It’s been a long time coming
This that presidential flow
I spent a long time running man
I’m just tryna put this island on the map
Show me where it is
I’ll get it where it’s at
You know all I want is racks nigga
Movie script scene unemployed and black nigga
Love of money make you wanna just attack niggas
Cuz when we get it we just don’t know how to act nigga
Spitting like I took a break and now I’m back nigga
What you give is what you going to attract nigga
Funny how they using chains just to trap niggas
Even funnier the way they target trap niggas
I am more than just your ordinary rap nigga
So I ain't cuttin' anybody any slack nigga
And if you got a problem say it to my face dawg
Cuz this ain’t twitter, I don’t really like to at niggas
And I know shooters who be really aimin' at niggas
I got soldiers who do really have my back nigga
Cuz I done hustled just to get to where I’m at nigga
And if I say it that’s a muhfucking fact nigga
Young talented and black
Nigga all I want is racks
Off road yeah it's good to be home
Drop the bags get to the pussy
Yeah it's good to be flown
Wide receiver going deep in that zone
Fuck with the family head shots turn your brain into memory foam
That kinda violating we don't condone
That's the extreme yo
Don't get steamrolled for what you partially believe bro
My niggas come up off the top buckle like Ricky Steamboat
And all I want is some racks and some tranquility
A space in the city to start living out who we really be
I'm shittin' everybody who doubted with no humility
Huh
Was never on the gram flexin'
The man I'm still here right where I stand like a concession
Peace to everyone that never turned funny on me
That held a nigga down when I wasn't around the country
I never talk foul 'cause I know whether you know it or not
The family ties yeah we tie with a knot
Yeah
They say the hood got a mental telepathy
Activating your mind, that's the weaponry
That's why they can't move me
I'm living a movie that's unruly
I catch you from the blindside stunting
Sold that
Imagery sells
Packages sold that
Started showing ugly truth packaging sold back
The moral lines of coonery trapped
That's where your goals at
Anything for a dollar
This industry where the hoes at
We can stop acting like our struggle's the same
I'm grind level every day
Built with nothing to gain
It's kinda real I just couldn't explain
I know one thing's for sure man they'll never catch me slipping again man
Writer(s): Asher Small, Kwame J
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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