Gynius - Bank Account

I had a bank account
That I don't talk about
Zeros that figure out
Fresh out of high school
Boy did I act a fool
Ran out of money
And then out of options
I gotta point to prove
Cannot afford to lose
I gotta get it back
Back to my bank account
Don't care what they think about
Just me my momma my brother
My daddy had crashed out
No matter what can't let it stop you you gotta stay down
Trust in the father not in another
To pull you through struggle
You gotta hustle if you really want it back to ya bank account

Time is too late
I'm out of date
I coulda had it before I was 23
Living like 23
I didn't listen shoulda invested
Took more account when it really count
Momma she struggled but raised me up strong
She deserve everything N that and more
I like to ride the rhytyhm like Arpeggio
Words of the wise I see the devil apart of the game disguise
Don't let the road to the root of evil
Determine your will
They is a reason for you to be here
Deeper than how many zeros
Rather be rich and live in the shadows
Remember they didn't want you when you didn't matter

I had a bank account
That I don't talk about
Zeros that figure out
Fresh out of high school
Boy did I act a fool
Ran out of money
And then out of options
I gotta point to prove
Cannot afford to lose
I gotta get it back
Back to my bank account
Don't care what they think about
Just me my momma my brother
My daddy had crashed out
No matter what can't let it stop you you gotta stay down
Trust in the father not in another
To pull you through struggle
You gotta hustle if you really want it back to ya bank account
That I don't talk about
Zeros that figure out
Fresh out of high school
Boy did I act a fool
Ran out of money
And then out of options
I gotta point to prove
Cannot afford to lose
I gotta get it back
Back to my bank account

Back to the way it use to be
You say that im lame guess it's the way I am
They quick to ask what's your plan b
I tell em I don't have a plan b
What happened to you
Won't happen to me
Already live a dream in reality
Harry keep it workin
I see high like I'm on a balcony
I need the money to keep it a hunnid
But it won't decide who I'm gonna be inside of this industry
Changin everything I see in front of me I
This ain't the way it's really supposed be
I don't care who it is what makes you better than me
When I'm in the kitchen
Don't do ratitoulle
Can't nobody ever get back close
You gotta lose me
palms itching like it's poison ivy
Stay to myself like I'm on an island
Gotta Keep the fake from round me
Pray to god that it's all in perfect timing
Every moment like a diamond

I had a bank account
That I don't talk about
Zeros that figure out
Fresh out of high school
Boy did I act a fool
Ran out of money
And then out of options
I gotta point to prove
Cannot afford to lose
I gotta get it back
Back to my bank account

Written by:
Harry Pinckney

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