Black Monday

Look

I’m a prisoner to my appetite
I Seize the day and the night take everything I like
You know the eyes are useless when the mind is blind
My lyrics brail map a trail for you every time

See I’m removed from the corner nigga now we talking crypto
The block full of zombies I’m talking tales from the crypt tho
This life is monopoly
We Fighting for cars, money, and blocks
At the end tho it all goes back in the box

125 by 10’s from the Chinese spot-
-Four wings shrimp fried rice on the back of the block
Hit the lights, drive slow niggas mastered the drop
Skizzy on the armrest, we don’t run out stock

Now we talking stocks bonds
Passive money
All the knowledge passing from me
Is massive money
My cold storage on ice now-
-You can’t afford me if you ask the price now
Niggas asking me to turn my life down
ITS TOO LOUUUUUDDDD

Slouched in the throne plucking ashes in the crown
Who the illest ask around
I’m the man, myth, and the legend
A God or whatever
Gotta couple screws loose I’m not all together

But I’m the architect
Blending art and tech
See we aught to get
A million fucking dollars or we leaving nigga
I ain’t happy till they paying me for breathing nigga
We own everything we touch we ain’t even nigga