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BANKS
by WIZZY THE CREATOR
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I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
Bottle up these thoughts, hoping the ship don't sink
I put it all on faith but there's a missing link
I turn the music on, satire in this lip sync
Lullaby in this melody as I catch a wink
My very own mother got me shipwreck
I guess the ship sank, leaving me blank
As I crank that feeling to the bank
She the one to thank even though my heart shrank to be frank
Pops' words be filling up my tank
Joy in the wisdom cup we both drank
We barely even talk but the bond platonic
Ironic how we share the plate this titanic
Gat dammit
I got the blueprint like it's a pandemic
You casting stones, my legacy set in stone
They keep calling my phone
I aint picking up the damn phone
Before you talk, you better watch your tone
I'd kill for my father, punch for my brother and live for my sister
We have one another
You know I aint messing with ya
I don't wanna bother
Straight from the gutter
Bigger plans for the future
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
Matter of time I start to accept my calling
All along I was on the verge of falling
There's no telling who's out here watching
Hoping to catch you slipping
I aint fronting
They casting wicked spells
My gift for beneficence
Haters can't taste essence, while you out here manifesting abundance
Like that, I want more like, call me Mr Porter
Pockets getting fatter
I've been plotting for decades
Now I got maids holding blades
Dine the table, I'm serving colonnades and masquerades
I got accolades packed with tirades
The fruit is sweeter where you cultivate
Hence why I'm sorry for the wait
Manifesting quality, haters gon' hate
Go ahead and talk your talk for so long as Im getting paid
Beast mode I activate, heading for the banks
Open the gate before its too late
Ghost move, in and out, pupils dilate
I'm the greatest, no time for debate
Word with my father elevation to the episcopate
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
Bottle up these thoughts, hoping the ship don't sink
I put it all on faith but there's a missing link
I turn the music on, satire in this lip sync
Lullaby in this melody as I catch a wink
My very own mother got me shipwreck
I guess the ship sank, leaving me blank
As I crank that feeling to the bank
She the one to thank even though my heart shrank to be frank
Pops' words be filling up my tank
Joy in the wisdom cup we both drank
We barely even talk but the bond platonic
Ironic how we share the plate this titanic
Gat dammit
I got the blueprint like it's a pandemic
You casting stones, my legacy set in stone
They keep calling my phone
I aint picking up the damn phone
Before you talk, you better watch your tone
I'd kill for my father, punch for my brother and live for my sister
We have one another
You know I aint messing with ya
I don't wanna bother
Straight from the gutter
Bigger plans for the future
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
Matter of time I start to accept my calling
All along I was on the verge of falling
There's no telling who's out here watching
Hoping to catch you slipping
I aint fronting
They casting wicked spells
My gift for beneficence
Haters can't taste essence, while you out here manifesting abundance
Like that, I want more like, call me Mr Porter
Pockets getting fatter
I've been plotting for decades
Now I got maids holding blades
Dine the table, I'm serving colonnades and masquerades
I got accolades packed with tirades
The fruit is sweeter where you cultivate
Hence why I'm sorry for the wait
Manifesting quality, haters gon' hate
Go ahead and talk your talk for so long as Im getting paid
Beast mode I activate, heading for the banks
Open the gate before its too late
Ghost move, in and out, pupils dilate
I'm the greatest, no time for debate
Word with my father elevation to the episcopate
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank
I don't understand why they keep on hating on me
While I'm minding my own
With these plants I'm heading straight for the bank