Hide Your Money (feat. Prozach & Lo-T)

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Generation Z (or Gen Z for short), colloquially also known as zoomers, is the demographic cohort succeeding Millennials and preceding Generation Alpha. Researchers and popular media use the mid-to-late 1990s as starting birth years and the early 2010s as ending birth years. Most members of Generation Z are children of Generation X. As the first social generation to have grown up with access to the Internet and portable digital technology from a young age, members of Generation Z have been dubbed "digital natives", even though they are not necessarily digitally literate. Moreover, the negative effects of screen time are most pronounced on adolescents compared to younger children. Compared to previous generations, members of Generation Z in some developed natio… more »

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You ain't ready
Hide your money
Pins and needles swarming me
Storm the beat
You ain't ready
Hide your money
Pins and needles swarming me
Storm the beat
Storm the beat
To reform but even if I warn
You'll freeze up like stillborn
Cops dangerous to some
With myself i made it out
Had the L stuffed
In the tube socks
And only got a wrist slap
It was barley grazing a
Punishment
But to be honest low key
Sections served as the consequence
Young so I got away with it
Death, yeah just talked to it...
Stream of consciousness
Digesting taco but not the beef
Just watching the league
Trees got leaves
Sometimes with weed
Or the
grabba
Should I be
A blunt roller
Follow your mantra to activate your chakras
I have dreams but it seems in an acidic world
Everything wants my spiral to twirl
My surroundings threated and dreams limited
Like what is gonna happen next
Flexed
And felt bad that there are people in Imprisonment who only flipped a dime
And in a bed of blessings I lie
White guilt or not
Nothing really matters it's all just a lie
All just for show
But in the back of my mind I know
Gen z will be comfy floating out a show
Because u ain't ready
Hide your money,
Pins and needles swarming me,
Storm the beat
Smoke two g's
Rinse wash repeat
So obviously
Exaggerated when he says he made it
Mind lubricated
But I don't always rap
About being super faded
Eyes indicated
Truth and pain so cant praise trap
Your downfall super belated
Shoot hated blows ants deliver better zaps
Run laps around your raps
Once you notice it it'll be pedal to the metal
Stacks stuffed in the back
You ain't ready
Hide your money
Pins and needles swarming me
Storm the beat
You ain't ready
Hide your money
Pins and needles swarming me
Storm the beat
I'm like hurricane Katrina on a Sunday
Stormy and soft
That's what my ex's say
But I didn't come out here to play
I just came out here to slay
But if you ain't ready
Hide your money
I got so many rhymes that are funny
All alone lo t slide through
That's a double entendre
Aye aye
I just got more rage than Harambe
Just packed a lunch peanut butter jelly
Roles is what I got
Talked a lot I guess I didn't smoke enough pot
Purple haze it is what I bought
Wavy like Jimi Hendricks
I fucked your thot
Call the medics
I ripped open her appendix
That's a fucked up sentence
Now, I'm about to end this out of good conscience

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