Honey

My arms are always open Your fears always rollin' And they deep and you can't control it What you want What you want, emotion? My arms are always open Your fears always rollin' And they deep and you can't control it What you want What you want, emotion? I need a step out with no frustration I need a permanent getaway vacation They got a permanent hit-list, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga I could've been homeless I thought I moved too often, just for the summer I could've been homeless Before I had to go, I had a course A million reasons to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga My people still try snitchin' when I finna touch the mic That's what happens when a therapist isn't somewhere in sight Take flight Never lean to the left or the right 'Cause they turn the other cheek when our niggas start to die When our women start to die When our children start to die I don't feel the empathy We met this space too many times Every summer in this city start to feel like Columbine 'Cause you gotta get yours And I gotta get mine One time for the paragon to the paradigm When you underground they can only try to undermine Use the track as a gymnasium to get into the stadium They couldn't match my alien I'm blowing like Uranium One time for the One time f- One time f- (nigga) One time f- (nigga) One time f- (nigga) One t- (Nigga, nigga, nigga) A million reasons to get rich, my nigga (Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga)