Free Jewelry

[Interlude]
With all this money that we can make
Why don't y'all just lead the way?
Do you wanna get money or not? Do ya?
Do you wanna get money or not? Do ya?

[Intro]
When lookin' for the salvation, there was a
Realization of a dream deferred that
Spawned from makin' music for my friends and
Was all in celebration of us
And became All The Brilliant Things, ha

[Verse 1]
Yo, still untwisting my cables
Still two a day 'til the day that I push a trade through
But still went and offered you jewels and let 'em bathe you
Still saw fit to force them to celebrate you
Money undеr the table, the bеat backpack
And the theme is trap rapping and seeing what a parade do
Money under them cables
And every jewel came with a price tag as high as a pipe blast
And due to that price point, a forty and a mule and a offer to move
Can turn you into all they assumed
And the truth is I'm just throwing you analog
My whole catalog is like I'm shooting a Spike joint
'Cause when they told us c'est la vie, I ain't take my seat
I stood on top of that table and I sprayed my piece
And the ones who followed along is who they gave my reach
But how can I be appalled when they was raised by me?
So if you wondered, I'm nothing that you say I be
'Cause even if you say you get it, there's usually a layer missing
And I'm cool with all the casualties tucked in the way you listen
Word to the realities tucked in the way I pitch it
And all of what it be coming with
All the loyalty that's attached to who you be running with
Running since forever, or so it seems
And you either sewing seams or cutting 'em
Dudes that'll kill for you and still don't know your government
But know the way you fuck with him, so he be the same
And when you are who you are, then that's easy to claim
They preach loyal like that, they taught it like that
Did what they had to do with it and brought it right back
Juggling and hope they don't jam you behind a wall
With a plug with family behind a wall
It forced them to turn bilingual by default, baby, let alone
But still won't leave the house without they Rosetta Stone
'Cause conversations can body you off of context
So don't mistake me, yo, I don't do this for Complex
Nor a Pitchfork or any other facade
Where the culture is determined while chugging a PBR
And telling you how to represent all of the shit that you made
While they move in your building with their roommates
I get it, I do, but remember who you listening to
And I would never let you make me bid you adieu
I'm from the K, so as cool as I keep shit
I grew up on some heroes keep the tool in the Jeep shit
And know that while my is mind seeing through your design like blind fury
I'd rather help you to find a jewel than to find a jury, right?
So shout to where we grew up and all that it gave us
After the culture war and before the invasion
And on a basic level I'll fuck up a favorite
You got a word, then say it
Make you a classic like my first LP and the other four after it
And all the mixtapes in between and all the collaboratives
And, no, I never did none of this for me
I did it for everyone up underneath

[Chorus]
So know that the jewelry get handed out around here (Yeah)
Know that the jewelry get handed out around here (Yeah)
Know that the jewelry get handed out around here (Yeah)
Know that the jewelry get handed out around here (Yeah)
Know that the jewelry get handed out around here (Yeah)
Know that the jewelry get handed out around here (Yeah)
Know that the jewelry get handed out around here (Yeah)
Know that the jewelry get handed out around here (Yeah)
Know that it do

[Post-Chorus]
And I promised you that I would make sure that it shine
I made sure that it shine, I made sure that it shine, yo
I promised you I would make sure that it shine
I make sure that it shine, shit, I made sure that it shine, yo
Now that you got it, you just make sure that it shine
You make sure that it shine, you make sure that it shine, yo
Now that you got it, you just make sure that it shine
You make sure that it shine, you just make sure that it shine, go

[Outro]
Russian jewelry purchasing, 47th street murdering
Tell 'em hit the buzzer, these rubber bands be assertive and
I'm tryna slow 'em down, I told 'em that y'all ain't leaving yet
But they used to the change on the block so they just see a threat
And they be God damned if they don't jump in y'all pocket
For you to bust a U-ey and take 'em back where the block is