Crime

[Verse 1]
Always winning all the time, that shit be wearing me out
I got business over seas, any place you’re about
Take a quarter to the bank, let em rot in the back
You would think they call me Santa, way I fill up the sack

Try & flex in all your Gucci, but you live in a shack
Gonna fly out to Miami with no shirt on your back
You know that I provide the heat, got me feeling like Shaq
I’m never damming up the lake that keeps my money all stacked

Say it’s a hard life, someone’s gotta do it
Drop another banger just so I can prove it
Find it funny when they act like they don’t know I’m moving
Still chewing on the same ears, change the tuning

You ain’t my bro, so I can’t violate the bro code
I’ve been sharpening my pen like a pencil
When I look into my mind I see the stencil
Drawing out the future, gonna get eventful

Anything you do, you know I do it tenfold
Feel the energy surging in my temple
Got the cogs moving turning & assemble
Firing at your temple, rate go like akimbo

Foundations I’ve been laying from the gravel
I’ve had to learn a lot from personal battles
Oxyphenbutozone for growing pains in the saddle
I’m winning every score, leave your brain scrabbled

[Chorus]
Good pay cheques, bad days less
You still gotta hate, man change the subject
I been working through the wirings of my complex
Putting miles on my pen go break neck

Don’t waste that, imma save that
I don’t talk if it ain’t needed, no chit chat
Fucking up the game, no wine & dine
Living this sublime, has gotta be a crime

[Verse 2]
Yeah, robbing souls like I’m Goggins
I put myself into the room & I locked in
Too many people here, faking just honest
You try & tell me I should stop it, bro stop it

You try attack, but you can’t get the stops in
I see through em, got eyes like Hopsin
Elevator to the top, saw it & I hopped in
When I’m choppin on a beat it gets poppin’

Pop pop pop, just popped it
Form like water yeah you better get mopping
Got my own ship sailing I ain’t docking
In a port that be killing my options

The worlds in anarchy, my minds tranquility
I can’t lie I wanna pass up who’s ahead of me
Know I should, but I can’t ever run it steadily
Put a burden on my back, carry it heavily

[Chorus]
Good pay cheques, bad days less
You still gotta hate, man change the subject
I been working through the wirings of my complex
Putting miles on my pen go break neck

Don’t waste that, imma save that
I don’t talk if it ain’t needed, no chit chat
Fucking up the game, no wine & dine
Living this sublime, has gotta be a crime