Call'em Bini - Envy

Yah look at that dick, ridin' around the town
Flex inna brand new whip, cocky n' shit
Smilin' and laughin', boastin' their pick
When all that car show off is what? little prick
Bet they bank account full up to bust
Showin' off net worth, and holdin' us up
Hoggin' all the money on apoclolypse hungry
Takin' home sundries when they at the hotel
Pinchin' all the pennies on the counter at the station
Only on another round if someone else paying
Only out to help if someone else can pay them
Ohh crimminy, it makes me sick
A little rumbly in the tumbly? Hmm
When really, it could merely be a fear of success
So ya direct the stress towards others
Duck for cover, I'm feeling it, the rest of the envy
Creeping up the envy, I'm feeling at the envy
I'm feeling the best, ya sent me
Bruhh I'm feeling at the envy
So when ya feeling at the envy
Not feeling the best, ya lift me
Don'tcha pull the thread kitty
Quit, and getcha head out of the envy, we all guilty

Written by:
Matthew Colombini

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