WHEEL OF MISFORTUNE

[Intro]
Oh yeah
PASTORE, you heard?
Uh-huh, ayo

[Verse 1]
The art of money gettin' like P. T. Barnum
Smile like you proud, but it be harborin', ki' of margarine
They won't let us in the party, we bargin'
Nothin' left to invest, son, we all in
Wheel of misfortune, slim Porsche Cayenne porcelain
Nine planets orbitin', bring it to your door like you ordered it
Tricky yins slip a Mickey in your drink (Huh?)
Make the floor spin, Folklore Gin
Bro gon' be home 'fore he know it
Just to assure, still need a parçel store in Lynn
Controlled movement like a petrol fill
Losses just mean more lessons
More knowledge, more wisdom, just need more wins by any means
We gon' score again, need more friends like I need a hole in my brain
Books been closed, plain and simple
Instrumentally soul game, what up?
Rappers gotta say like congratulations, man, you sold cocaine, grow up, man
Less-traveled road won't be paid with gold
Chain of events, the moment came and went
Productive but patient how my days spent
Mutants of mammoth, if I get by, made men don't make statements (Huh?)

[Interlude]
The fuck?
Yo

[Verse 2]
Told you before my pen game pay rent
Ladies eject the tint, Cartier lens rimless
Betrayal I can sense, burnin' your soul, twin know
Vino colder than the wind in winter, we in it to win, next to a river when it snow
They bootleg, we invent flows, keep the whole crew fed
How you broke? In the rain eatin' dinner alone
Light too bright to be dimmed, mad at me 'cause his yin told (You heard?)

[Outro]
Get some game, boy