When I was younger I told myself I would never smoke.
Was in D.A.R.E. programs
Did all the assemblies, they'd ask I'd say no, man.
Crazy how the government promotes all these people to come on out
And do seminars knowing they're selling all of these drugs on their own land.
Piece of the pie. Ain't no way they ain't making money off of us high
They already feed off of hospitals, ODing and dying
"Get your percentage, nigga!"
How they want me to be with these rhymes,
Leeching off niggas ensure I bleed them of every dime
Nickel and penny even though they see at least two commas
In their bank account.
Maybe I need to refine how I conduct business.
Maybe I need to just take what's mine and say f*ck forgiveness.
Maybe I need to write my own terms and conditions
Have niggas reading between the lines
Tryna decipher some legalese with a billion entendres
Being intentionally facetious, not even apologize for being a con artist
... By "con" I mean contract. Thinking we bond over hot snacks and wise cracks?
Nah, your name on the line, Jack plus all of the little technicalities surrounding that.
I'm happy we understand, but you don't need to smile back.
I can feel your excitement.
Breach it, I seek it, please let me file for your indictment.
You belong to me now.
I was in an Uber a month ago.
AC on blast, This heat wave has got to go.
She wanted to make conversation, the ride was slow
Plus she said she really likes my voice and she's got to know
What I do for a living 'cause I could do radio.
I get that often, appreciate it, but really no.
I'm a producer and engineer in a studio
A musician, she hears this and froze
Hesitant to speak what's on her mind, but she was comfortable.
Gave me her history, she looked young but was very old.
Afraid to disclose her age, but I didn't want to know.
She tells me she's under the impression that
To make it in the secular business you have to sign and sell away your soul.
I had to console her, she was really questioning me, yo.
To relieve the pressure, had to check her information, whoa.
Took a couple days thinking 'bout the scenario...
Who's the devil?
The labels taking my art I created and paying pebbles?
Who signed me cause I have talent and clearly have something special
They want to invest in? Step in, help me get some attention.
Act like my best friend, but expect return on investment?
Or is it all the People who scream and holler my message?
Claim to be fans of mine but want me to change my direction
Appeal to their preference, mumble so the club can be dancing
Or anyone else surrounding the pot digging their hands in
Please help me understand it I'm not a fan of conspiracies
Even my own theories I take my time and challenge
But give me a bit of clarity, guarantee that you can't
That's the point of the business, this the reason I say the answer is
I'm the devil designing shit make your mind do all kinds of flips
Taking time to come up with lines, you rewind to find what you missed
Volunteer powerful gifts for dollars and cents, then allowing my time to be spent on corporate nonsense...
It's irrelevant, chill we're letting it go.
This ain't selling it, this is telling them don't.
It's a weapon an instant felon, get him his head's
Filled with sensitive info
Efforts to give hope, push back on the damn blokes
Kick crap on the labels, establish and make your own.
If you were poor you wouldn't let them take half of your income
They grabbed it and then some. You happy to pay them for...?
Think about it.
Save your emotions no need to get in a stink about it.
You got your money, invest it into a business
Held up with vengeance, don't be the face of the world but the head of my hit list
This what they tell you everyday.
Politicking bout repentance, they all want to be saved.
When God is mentioned, my lights would dim some.
Don't get erased, my heart's filled with Love.
When I was younger I told myself I would never smoke.
Was in D.A.R.E. programs,
Did all the assemblies, they'd ask I'd say no, man.
Crazy how the government promotes all these people to come on out
And do seminars knowing they're selling all of these drugs on their own land.
Piece of the pie. Ain't no way they ain't making money off of us high
They already feed off of hospitals, ODing and dying
"Get your percentage, nigga!"
How they want me to be with these rhymes,
Leeching off niggas ensure I bleed them of every dime
Nickel and penny even though they see at least two commas
In their bank account.
Maybe I need to refine how I conduct business.
Maybe I need to just take what's mine and say f*ck forgiveness.
Maybe I need to write my own terms and conditions
Have niggas reading between the lines
Tryna decipher some legalese with a billion entendres
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When I was younger I told myself I would never smoke.
Was in D.A.R.E. programs
Did all the assemblies, they'd ask I'd say no, man.
Crazy how the government promotes all these people to come on out
And do seminars knowing they're selling all of these drugs on their own land.
Piece of the pie. Ain't no way they ain't making money off of us high
They already feed off of hospitals, ODing and dying
"Get your percentage, nigga!"
How they want me to be with these rhymes,
Leeching off niggas ensure I bleed them of every dime
Nickel and penny even though they see at least two commas
In their bank account.
Maybe I need to refine how I conduct business.
Maybe I need to just take what's mine and say f*ck forgiveness.
Maybe I need to write my own terms and conditions
Have niggas reading between the lines
Tryna decipher some legalese with a billion entendres
Being intentionally facetious, not even apologize for being a con artist
... By "con" I mean contract. Thinking we bond over hot snacks and wise cracks?
Nah, your name on the line, Jack plus all of the little technicalities surrounding that.
I'm happy we understand, but you don't need to smile back.
I can feel your excitement.
Breach it, I seek it, please let me file for your indictment.
You belong to me now.
I was in an Uber a month ago.
AC on blast, This heat wave has got to go.
She wanted to make conversation, the ride was slow
Plus she said she really likes my voice and she's got to know
What I do for a living 'cause I could do radio.
I get that often, appreciate it, but really no.
I'm a producer and engineer in a studio
A musician, she hears this and froze
Hesitant to speak what's on her mind, but she was comfortable.
Gave me her history, she looked young but was very old.
Afraid to disclose her age, but I didn't want to know.
She tells me she's under the impression that
To make it in the secular business you have to sign and sell away your soul.
I had to console her, she was really questioning me, yo.
To relieve the pressure, had to check her information, whoa.
Took a couple days thinking 'bout the scenario...
Who's the devil?
The labels taking my art I created and paying pebbles?
Who signed me cause I have talent and clearly have something special
They want to invest in? Step in, help me get some attention.
Act like my best friend, but expect return on investment?
Or is it all the People who scream and holler my message?
Claim to be fans of mine but want me to change my direction
Appeal to their preference, mumble so the club can be dancing
Or anyone else surrounding the pot digging their hands in
Please help me understand it I'm not a fan of conspiracies
Even my own theories I take my time and challenge
But give me a bit of clarity, guarantee that you can't
That's the point of the business, this the reason I say the answer is
I'm the devil designing shit make your mind do all kinds of flips
Taking time to come up with lines, you rewind to find what you missed
Volunteer powerful gifts for dollars and cents, then allowing my time to be spent on corporate nonsense...
It's irrelevant, chill we're letting it go.
This ain't selling it, this is telling them don't.
It's a weapon an instant felon, get him his head's
Filled with sensitive info
Efforts to give hope, push back on the damn blokes
Kick crap on the labels, establish and make your own.
If you were poor you wouldn't let them take half of your income
They grabbed it and then some. You happy to pay them for...?
Think about it.
Save your emotions no need to get in a stink about it.
You got your money, invest it into a business
Held up with vengeance, don't be the face of the world but the head of my hit list
This what they tell you everyday.
Politicking bout repentance, they all want to be saved.
When God is mentioned, my lights would dim some.
Don't get erased, my heart's filled with Love.
When I was younger I told myself I would never smoke.
Was in D.A.R.E. programs,
Did all the assemblies, they'd ask I'd say no, man.
Crazy how the government promotes all these people to come on out
And do seminars knowing they're selling all of these drugs on their own land.
Piece of the pie. Ain't no way they ain't making money off of us high
They already feed off of hospitals, ODing and dying
"Get your percentage, nigga!"
How they want me to be with these rhymes,
Leeching off niggas ensure I bleed them of every dime
Nickel and penny even though they see at least two commas
In their bank account.
Maybe I need to refine how I conduct business.
Maybe I need to just take what's mine and say f*ck forgiveness.
Maybe I need to write my own terms and conditions
Have niggas reading between the lines
Tryna decipher some legalese with a billion entendres
Was in D.A.R.E. programs
Did all the assemblies, they'd ask I'd say no, man.
Crazy how the government promotes all these people to come on out
And do seminars knowing they're selling all of these drugs on their own land.
Piece of the pie. Ain't no way they ain't making money off of us high
They already feed off of hospitals, ODing and dying
"Get your percentage, nigga!"
How they want me to be with these rhymes,
Leeching off niggas ensure I bleed them of every dime
Nickel and penny even though they see at least two commas
In their bank account.
Maybe I need to refine how I conduct business.
Maybe I need to just take what's mine and say f*ck forgiveness.
Maybe I need to write my own terms and conditions
Have niggas reading between the lines
Tryna decipher some legalese with a billion entendres
Being intentionally facetious, not even apologize for being a con artist
... By "con" I mean contract. Thinking we bond over hot snacks and wise cracks?
Nah, your name on the line, Jack plus all of the little technicalities surrounding that.
I'm happy we understand, but you don't need to smile back.
I can feel your excitement.
Breach it, I seek it, please let me file for your indictment.
You belong to me now.
I was in an Uber a month ago.
AC on blast, This heat wave has got to go.
She wanted to make conversation, the ride was slow
Plus she said she really likes my voice and she's got to know
What I do for a living 'cause I could do radio.
I get that often, appreciate it, but really no.
I'm a producer and engineer in a studio
A musician, she hears this and froze
Hesitant to speak what's on her mind, but she was comfortable.
Gave me her history, she looked young but was very old.
Afraid to disclose her age, but I didn't want to know.
She tells me she's under the impression that
To make it in the secular business you have to sign and sell away your soul.
I had to console her, she was really questioning me, yo.
To relieve the pressure, had to check her information, whoa.
Took a couple days thinking 'bout the scenario...
Who's the devil?
The labels taking my art I created and paying pebbles?
Who signed me cause I have talent and clearly have something special
They want to invest in? Step in, help me get some attention.
Act like my best friend, but expect return on investment?
Or is it all the People who scream and holler my message?
Claim to be fans of mine but want me to change my direction
Appeal to their preference, mumble so the club can be dancing
Or anyone else surrounding the pot digging their hands in
Please help me understand it I'm not a fan of conspiracies
Even my own theories I take my time and challenge
But give me a bit of clarity, guarantee that you can't
That's the point of the business, this the reason I say the answer is
I'm the devil designing shit make your mind do all kinds of flips
Taking time to come up with lines, you rewind to find what you missed
Volunteer powerful gifts for dollars and cents, then allowing my time to be spent on corporate nonsense...
It's irrelevant, chill we're letting it go.
This ain't selling it, this is telling them don't.
It's a weapon an instant felon, get him his head's
Filled with sensitive info
Efforts to give hope, push back on the damn blokes
Kick crap on the labels, establish and make your own.
If you were poor you wouldn't let them take half of your income
They grabbed it and then some. You happy to pay them for...?
Think about it.
Save your emotions no need to get in a stink about it.
You got your money, invest it into a business
Held up with vengeance, don't be the face of the world but the head of my hit list
This what they tell you everyday.
Politicking bout repentance, they all want to be saved.
When God is mentioned, my lights would dim some.
Don't get erased, my heart's filled with Love.
When I was younger I told myself I would never smoke.
Was in D.A.R.E. programs,
Did all the assemblies, they'd ask I'd say no, man.
Crazy how the government promotes all these people to come on out
And do seminars knowing they're selling all of these drugs on their own land.
Piece of the pie. Ain't no way they ain't making money off of us high
They already feed off of hospitals, ODing and dying
"Get your percentage, nigga!"
How they want me to be with these rhymes,
Leeching off niggas ensure I bleed them of every dime
Nickel and penny even though they see at least two commas
In their bank account.
Maybe I need to refine how I conduct business.
Maybe I need to just take what's mine and say f*ck forgiveness.
Maybe I need to write my own terms and conditions
Have niggas reading between the lines
Tryna decipher some legalese with a billion entendres
Writer: Despues Green
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Copyright: Lyrics © TWELFTHS PUBLISHING