Lyrics:
too much plus you too full of yourself
Worried about your career, you ever think of your health?
(What did the Indian say?)
A piece of land
That's
much plus your too full of yourself
Worried about your career, but did you think of your health
What did the indian say
A peace of the land, that's
When me say 20 roll out
Yeah we well well wild
Know my style
From dem diss
Me a fight fire
And mia juvenile
Tell yuh mia wild child
Indian nu
the SAFE fund with no asterisks
Trade equity for runway, I ain't got no need to ask for tips
These funds don't raise themselves, You wanna split more, then
thought of cash in a completely new vein
What if we utilized our funds for impact not gain
Over the past centuries
A group of old men said that all these
Heh listen
I got a new thing like every day
That why my bling is made of things
That look like minute made
Yuh, and I always tell the indian dude
still in the game (Brady)
Know that these haters pour salt on my name
Don't pay it no mind, it come with the fame (I'm famous)
Now I got equity, plenty
overtime running up funds
Money coming in in a lump sum
I done made it out where i come from
Talkin boss shit kuz i been one
You can play around but i been
the oven
I'm making funds
And I'm doing this shit for fun
What you know?
Chillin with my homies and smoking a ton
Boo-boo, document my life
What is goin on,
equity
Assets ain't shit to me
If I ain't getting no income
Shooting my shot while you sip rum
Tryna make moves and get big funds
Talk of the city what you
You ain't got a crib, but your car about a hundred grand
Niggas with no life insurance, sadly that's the usual
When you pass away its go fund me for
the saaame rights
Equity
Peace and efficiency
Water and air
Just show us some decency
Terrible lies and empty promises
Eyes on the prize
So don't tell us
Where Natives save emergency funds
Six months of cushion
No drought can dry the currency up
Can keep it pushing
Where when all is well
There's bread
fifty’s and Hundies
Man I’m all about the cream
What you mean
I mean cho
I mean doe
Nigga I need mo
Nigga what you mean
Legal tender sufficient funds
All Indians are ma brothers and sisters
Do we really mean it?! I ask it myself
I see them struggling ! I see them bleed!
This is not their fate...
Street, toa doh
Lala chini
Jeshi ya Fig Tree tulitoa lock hapo Equity
Hands up, 211 iko live hapo Citizen
Wardrobe, kila trao iko na yake
Kubwa kubwa,
'cause
Every single week she wanna bring me a friend
Me love all girls, hey
Short girls and tall girls, ha
Indian with dishort curls
I didn't mean
one of the organizers of the American Indian Movement?
Denis Banks, a red man
Who was the Jewish financier who raised funds to sponsor Christopher
Reminiscing to nothing, you ever heard, Iceberg
Slim baby ride rims through the suburbs
Funds come in lump sums never ends deferred
Get money like I'm down
of ammunition and funds
Mink, Rocawear and some guns
Pelle and a fresh pair of Jordans, dro packs and Bo Jacks
And Air Maxes, throw back some ones, no max for
check it
Reminiscin' to nothin' you ever heard
Iceberg Slim, baby, ride rims through the suburbs
Funds come in lump sums, never ends deferred
Get
equity
Your family talking bout fun
I know that this money my destiny
I’m focused on trusting these funds
I been locked up
Damn I’m in the crib
Thinking
on the hills
I dropped a track, I made a mill
Cruisin’ around at the Hollywood Hills
Lickin’ your lips better sign me a deal
Equity funds, put my name
don't give them much
Killing any track and any beat I'm tryna get it up
Closing on some real estate
Ain't a joke need the cake
Talking about equity
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