OShea Woodhouse - Bank

Family straight
Mamma need a break
Daddy bought business
Stacking that cake
So it must fate
I never been fake
Rolling up early
I hate being late
What's mines ima take
Going hard in the paint
Ima beast ima dog
I'm a got damn saint
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
Bank bank bank bank
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
What's mines ima take
Going hard in the paint
Ima beast ima dog
I'm a got damn saint
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank

You fake
I can see it clear
I don't need shades
Tell me how it feel
To be bitch made
You be on the bench
You don't get play
Tell me how it feel
When it's this blunt
Feel it in the air
Like a fist pump
Now I'm at your neck like Draymond
Green on my mind
Nigga and 1
Told Sub Zero
We got one
Told T Gray
I'm on one
They don't wanna work
They don't wanna eat
Everybody coming to the feast
And they think it's peace
You can't get a piece
Nigga peace
Hol up get the piece
running wit them hoes
You don't own em
Got em on a lease
Heard the way they talk
When you leave
Stay away from me
You the type to end on a meme
Or on a T
Looking for the tea
Just to flip on your team
You the police
You don't know me
Give me fifty feet
So f them
Say it on the air
Like fm
Say it with your chest
Like we free
You can't block mine
Like Wemby
Beast mode
Had to skip sleep
If you ain't about yours
You won't get me
If you never been poor
You won't feel me
If you never been deep
You don't know me
No more letting shit slide
That's the old me
Stay on that side if you slowly
Talking in circles with no means
And no means no nigga nose bleeds
You ain't breaking no bread
So you bird feed
You ain't breaking no bread
So you crummy
And the south still getting money

Family straight
Mamma need a break
Daddy bought business
Stacking that cake
So it must fate
I never been fake
Rolling up early
I hate being late
What's mines ima take
Going hard in the paint
Ima beast ima dog
I'm a got damn saint
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
Bank bank bank bank
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
What's mines ima take
Going hard in the paint
Ima beast ima dog
I'm a got damn saint
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank

Part time hustle don't get you no rank
Stay on that side you ain't tryna be great
Gotta make the ew face
Like these niggas stank
That's a hoe ass move
If it hiss issa snake
I can see the hate from a mile away
Watch what you say
They'll lie on your name
Took a few l's
All part of the game
So I'm cutting these ties
It was time for a change
You too lazy for me dawg
Too lazy a see saw
See we locked in
Now you angry cuz you saw
With yo dumbass heehaw
I don't respect how you moving
And call yourself choosing
You only hit me up
When you hear about the motion
You don't even share mine
I don't see you posting
You ain't in the lab
You just over there coasting
Comfortable and shit
Taking lunch breaks eating lunchables and shit
Tryna pump fake like you really in the mix
But reality check
Yours aint hitting like my hits
Can't even call it a fall off
You was never on
I want all the smoke
Like you can see the bomb
Tick tick tick
Get it popping in the room
Heard my new tunes
Took down the coming soon
Working on a tape
Now you gotta take it back
But reality check man
That shit was always wack
I don't even battle
But if you want it
Put the mirror right in front of me
Don't see opponents
Sick of rappers talking to me
Like the shit is nice
Just because you got a strap
Don't mean you like that
But let's just keep it music
Hope you really write back
So I can aim it right at

Family straight
Mamma need a break
Daddy bought business
Stacking that cake
So it must fate
I never been fake
Rolling up early
I hate being late
What's mines ima take
Going hard in the paint
Ima beast ima dog
I'm a got damn saint
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
Bank bank bank bank
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank
What's mines ima take
Going hard in the paint
Ima beast ima dog
I'm a got damn saint
It is what it is
It ain't what it ain't
Don't come round here
If you ain't about bank

Written by:
O'Shea Woodhouse

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