Furcatt, Kamoflage, Meech - Simple Equation Lyrics

I told my family don't worry bout a thing
Cause when I make it I'mma give you everything
My momma said I'm living way too fast
Limit 40
But a hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Got a hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash

I said it's all about prespective
I refer to myself in 3rd person
Hatin hoes like birds chirpin
Why argue when it ain't worth it
How come all are back to take care of you gimmicks
Lemme explain if you dummies didn't get it
I just told myself I'd be back in a minute
Couple G's in my safe
For them rainy days and no wait
But I got something else in that safe
In case a nigga wanna break into my place
Nigga give me my space
Get out my face
Since I've been a young man
I've been on that chase
My lawyer just called to say, nigga we made it
How much you want cause we beatin the case
Damn
I've been witty
You're flow ass and this seems shitty
Mean city, my team with me
I had head boppers since lean Diddy, boy
Take a shot at my intellegence
Get that weak shit blocked off the backboard
And now you lookin ignorant
You get precisely what you asked for

I told my family don't worry bout a thing
Cause when I make it I'mma give you everything
My momma said I'm living way too fast
Limit 40
But a hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash

Listen
When I talk to my team I give em the vision
Take out the haters, stick to the code
Remember to listen
Negate all these bitches
Put up the money till everyone winnin
And keep it 100, thats simple division
You rappers can barely fuck with me mentally
I can see through your visard and not who you pretend to be
The fact that you think you can play me is honestly really offending me
I will not buy all the shit that they selling me
So why you ain't do it if you can do better
The struggle is real but I put in the effort
You chasin the pussy, I'm after the cheddar
Beam in the color red ebony feathers
The leather interior look like nutella, boy
And you know I got a dope rhyme
Playing like I'm two feet from the goal line
Every syllable mathematically on time
And I never needed a cosign
Got a steady on my phone line
Beggin for alone time
But I hold this, no time
Cause I'm way too busy getting money in my downtime

I told my family don't worry bout a thing
Cause when I make it I'mma give you everything
My momma said I'm living way too fast
Limit 40
But a hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash

This the story of a loser, who would turn into a winner
Eatin Ramen for breakfast, even lunch and even my dinner
When I was young I couldn't fathom owning a bling
Now I'm super sonic with it grabbing all of the rings
Toss the success inside myself I wasn't destin to fail
And now I'm flowin emeralds but never giving you tails
Investing heavy in myself cause in time it will pay off
Amazing how my time was crafted through all of the chaos
See the hunger in my eyes, hear the pain in my voice
Imagine how it got that way, I'll give you multiple choice
Is it A because I'm black, so I'm labeled a thug
Was it B because I'd rather have success over love
Is it C because this music get me higher than drugs
Nah, it was D, you know the answer nigga
All the above
Call this victory, you hear my verse on the track
Went from a loser to a winner, man I'll never go back

I told my family don't worry bout a thing
Cause when I make it I'mma give you everything
My momma said I'm living way too fast
Limit 40
But a hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash
Gotta hundred on the dash
Dash, dash