Thirty6Kealo - Brand New Racks

Exotic reefa inside this joint I’m politicking bout some stocks,
I been grinding getting paper thats the reason I haven’t drop,
Frozen fruit inside my blender, I stay healthy on a bop,
Drippin on em when I leave the venue they going need a mop,
We don’t do the drama, we embrace our ppl and get guap,
Tired of the senseless killing nigga that shxt need to stop,
I don’t do this shxt for likes, I’m tryna make it to the top,
Made some brand new racks today and I aint do it on a block,



Told my nigga I love em and that’s forever that’s we like brothers nigga,
Come and get a feature nigga you know that my flow is sicker,
Ain’t no Kunta Kinte but these bitches know that I’m that nigga,
Labels calling me they know I’m harder than armadillo,
Chasing all these bags, I’m tryna ball just like I’m Tommy Pickles,
I really got more bars than a cell and I ain’t talkin sickle,
I knew I was goin make it, I tried to tell them folks when I was little,
We was low class watch I take my ppl way above the middle,
That’s the shxt we callin gangsta not the niggas who killin niggas,
Watchin videos of Derrick grace it got me thinking different,
Moving different, imma keep it short if we ain’t talkin business,
Wanna cop a roley but imma wait till all my ppl winnin,
I’m nothing like these other rappers,
Promise imma own my masters,
Mama raise me on her own, so hell yea imma fuckin bastard
Use to lie to me about her age, I guess she was embarrassed,
Look at what you made,I’m self made, Imma get this cheddar,


Exotic reefa inside this joint I’m politicking bout some stocks,
I been grinding getting paper thats the reason I haven’t drop,
Frozen fruit inside my blender, I stay healthy on a bop,
Drippin on em when I leave the venue they going need a mop,
We don’t do the drama, we embrace our ppl and get guap,
Tired of the senseless killing nigga that shxt need to stop,
I don’t do this shxt for likes, I’m tryna make it to the top,
Made some brand new racks today and I aint do it on a block,


No this not that trap music,
This that get it stack music,
This the type of shit you turn up when you countin racks to it,
If you ever fall down nigga get up and get back to it,
Always play the game smart my nigga never act stupid,
He got on designer but his mama still fuck up out here,
I be poppin champagne nigga, hell no I don’t pop them pills,
Coolin with my nigga silk cuz he the type to keep it real,
And my nigga Black with me, we rollin up getting high as hell,
Imma real player,
I got hoes asking me if they going see me later,
I don’t know lil baby,
I’m really tryna get some paper,
In the studio I’m stuffing weed inside
These papers,
White tee on a nigga always match these flavas,
Stayin healthy on a hoe I cannot eat no pork,
To get inside in this game I had to build my own door,
Use to have them thoughts like what I’m doing this shit for,
Then remember I gotta take my family to the top floor,

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