Yso'siris - Break Da Bank

I be
Wildin Out

I'm riding on
Some big shit

My gun up
In my holster
Yeah

I'm looking
Like
A Mob Flick

Put
Money on
My
Kuz books

That Stock
For the future
Bitch

Cause when
Jail niggas
Get out

They be starving
Trying
To get Rich

I done switched
From
My Conscience
Shit

Moving
My guerrilla
Shit

My independent
Takeover

I don't
Give A fuck
About the Matrix

I'll strong armed
All the basics

And take
All the elements

And structure
The fortress
To withstand

All of that
Fake shit

These niggas
Be on
That lame
Bizz

I make sure
That the
Bags exists

In pockets
Across
The Continents

I know that
We gonna be
Traveling In

Fuck
What y'all
Be talking bout

You ain't on
No Money Lick

You happy
Rapping
For Ya Bitch

And fronting
For your
Little click

I want fans
In Lands

That I ain't
Expand
My hands In

And stack
Grands
With ownership

I want
My brand
To stand

And make sure
The team
Gone Eat

And staying
In full demand

We don't fuck

Slave Contracts

We in
Full Command

Organize
The Team

Put soldiers
On the left Flank

I'm bout
Enter into
The Game

I'm trying
Break the Bank

Hold the
Section Down

Moving like
No Limit Tank

Dropping hit
After hit nigga

I'm trying
Break the Bank

Got a Army
Of rap niggas

Who got a lot
At stake

We corner
The market hard
Nigga

Trying
Break the Bank

In this
Rap Game

You only get

What you
Can fuckin take

Approach
A Big Wig
With Rank

We trying
Break the Bank

I'm in
Copenhagen

Smoking weed
And eating
Raisins

Pitching
A deal

About to
Snatch a bag

Away from Satan

I take
My product
Straight
To the Source

So they
Can taste
My shit

My Lectures
And Performances

Are worth
A Quarter Brick

I rap exquisite

I don't use
Punch lines

To forge a script

On my
Biggie Shit

I drop
Unexpected

Like
Bird shit

A big Dookie dump

Leaving
A Nigga Head slumped

Feins Jonesing
For my shit

Like it was
A Heroine Bump

I pump
My Raps

Like
Dope pack

With
Hand to hand
Contact

Brick and Mortar
For stores

Who's loyalty

Desires
A contract

Fuck
The Industry

I'm a beast
Within
These streets

I don't need
No fuckin niggas

Trying
To tell me

How I
Should eat

I'm like a
Fresh new blade

Pulled
From out
The burning fire

Sitting at
The round table

With a bunch
Of disciples

And Ghetto
Messiahs

I'll strong arm
A devil

Just to push
Them Numbers
Higher

Top Vampire
Nigga

You know how
Many Men
I done Sired


Organize
The Team

Put soldiers
On the left Flank

I'm Bout
Enter Into
The Game

I'm trying
Break the Bank

Hold the
Section Down

Moving like
No Limit Tank

Dropping Hit
After Hit Nigga

I'm trying
Break the Bank

Got a Army
Of Rap Niggas

Who got a lot
At Stake

We corner
The Market hard
Nigga

Trying
Break the Bank

In this
Rap Game

You Only Get

What You
Can Fuckin Take

Approach
A Big Wig
With Rank

We trying
Break the Bank

Written by:
ERNEST EDWARD COLES, SIMON BOURBONNIERE-BASQUE

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