HONEST DOLLARS (feat. Vibesscity)

Ain't nobody in the kinda league Ain't nobody in the kinda league I'm in I'm playing for the Babylon crews Praying that the Babylon loose Slanging Quarter onces Snatching purses Snatching purses snatching horses off the marching army Please don't search my storage Please don't search my stocking I might not be lucky I might not be lucky One hundred and forty four species But none of them sounding like me Don't care if it's written in italics All you niggas be capping I'm practical with it I don't practice shit I don't really know what the plan is here I promise I ain't Moses Or counting up Roses in the Chaplin But I know how to split the Atlantic Stage four cancer I'm mad Ill It's gonna take more than Advil's yeah It's gonna take more than 44 tactics Can't believe y'all didn't ask me Honest Dollars Honest lover Can't be found upon this corners baby This left my brothers in the bathtub I pray commas and my God come save me Uh What it do? What it do? What it do mate? Mic money in the bank me and sensei We been sneaking in the Stu Never sleeping with the moon We been fucking with the crew We yakuzay Too sore for sore eyes I aim a four sight My type It don't die I want my right You know what it is Making every dollar Never up against A nigga gotta eat Every God-made one day must die Always caught up in the moment men I can't lie Ain't nobody in the kinda league I'm in Pressure kill countless thousands Talented Also pressure make Diamonds I told you I don't care about RiRis Jippies and the baddies here Floozies Bad bitch I'm might just stick it in my panties Or in my genes Or pee in the latrine with it Like I don't know what to do with it exactly Like I don't know what to do with it exactly Like I don't know how to make your I don't care if it's written in italics All of your bitches are capping All of your bitches are capping Your foundation is crappie It Took me a lot to maintain the building I'm working in please don't interrupt me I owe to whoever that doubt me I owe to whoever that love me But ain't no love When everybody gat a grumbling stomach Secrets gonna turn to aromas Can't let y'all smell my persona Oh shit oh shit Girl it is what it is darling Everyone gat to eat don't they I don't wanna end up in stomach Cuz honest dollars Cuz Honest Dollars honest lovers Is hard to find upon this corners baby Yeah this left my father in a Bataúd I pray commas and my God come save me