Ritz Carlton

Verse

It's Moneyman I'm from the bits
Back again with different shit
I'm not fake I'm just legit
All these fuck boys their just pricks

London boy I'm from the brits
Didn't study at the brits
Tryna sit up in the Brits
And probably win myself a Brit

But they don't want to see you win
They just want to see you sin
They just want your chance to fin
And throw your life up in the bin

But fuck those niggas and their kin
Fam I'm back up in the gym
Getting dench not getting slim
Yeah I'm on a different ting

They don't want to see you flexing and finessing
They just want to see you struggle with depression
But know I'm out here and I'm out here with a message
All you fuckers better learn from your lessons

I ain't talking poker when I say I'll fucking check em
With my chains on I've got the balls to fucking wreck em
Fuck a Smith & Wesson, this pair a lethal weapon
In the wrong ends fam you better keep it stepping

Yeah you better keep it stepping, cause oh my I've been prepping
In everything I do I'm approaching with aggression
I'm approaching with some questions I'm approaching with suggestions
Cause on my life my name is worth more than a mention

If you stunt then keep on stunting, I play poker so I'm bluffing
I ain't fucking with you niggas cause you guys amount to nothing
Behind backs you keep on fronting, always lying, you ain't trusting
Where's the logic? fam I swear I'm up to something

Where the hell is the support? so you all just pressed abort
You'll get plugged without the port that's on my life word to the lord
Fam you need some Martial law cause you ain't nothing in my court
You think I'd waste my fucking time if I wasn't fucking sure

They'd rather spend their time in jail or waste their time just chasing girls
I'd rather get this fucking money and explore the fucking world
I'd rather be up in a Greggs scoffing down a lovely swirl
Or in a jeweler, buying mummy some new pearls

Or should I say diamonds, yeah we love diamonds
Fam I've got some hoes on me like a fireman
But hell no I don't like em, I won't ever write em
Cause bro I love the women that would fight or despise em

Damn was it just you or maybe it was just me
We could've all been together man that's one hell of a team
Now I'm out here doing me, providing for family
It's when they see you do well they want to become your g

Man fuck you if your feeling this, I love you if you hate this shit
Some niggas want to be like me but they can't really pay for this Nah, they can't really pay for this
Like your working for the media, go get your papers in

I'm a make a million and do it independent
Before mama has to go enquire for a pension
They do it for attention, I do it for progression
I'm a make it off the cards or off a rhyming sentence

Fuck you mean I'm on my way and they can't even intervene
I'm flexing on em flexing on em with some rips up on my jeans
For success yeah I'm a fiend, fam you better chase your dream
Don't ever play yourself, word to [DJ] Khaled that's the key

Oh your trapping? oh your trapping? In the kitchen water whipping
I'm just dabbing I'm just dabbing, bust a Nae Nae then I'm whipping
Fam I'm living yeah I'm living to the fullest that's a given
And I'm on my way to Mars cause I'm on another mission

I'm gone...

(Dialogue Outro)