Slaks - 32 Bars

Yeah I stay attached to this money

Man all these numbers too beautiful

She think she love me it's lovely

Cause she stay down till the funeral

I just observe and stay passive

Balls in my court I'm not planning to pass it

See what we do and you copy and match it

I do not fuck with you fake ones so plastic, uh

My temper switching like mood swings

I do not fuck with the most of you

Snap like a camera and loose things

I try to stay cool but i'm so close to

Losing my shit I might blow up

Yeah you play shows but bet nobody shows up

Claim you got money but live in a co-op

You bite my lyrics and flows, that's co-op

 

Yeah, man i'm so tired of all of you

Your music i turn down the volume

Do well for yourself and then they follow you

I can not stand it, all these fake one who flash it but really don't have it

Their music so trash and they polish their fashion and follow the traffic

I can't imagine, wishing they'd quit but they just keep on acting

And now i'm so mad bitch

Slaks is the best yeah lets get that established

I got no need for the rest of you

Ill do this myself im so selfish dude

I'm on the come up in revenue

So i'ma quit stressin' when rent is due

Cop me a Tesla the freshest coup

Cruise through hills get a better view

Over the city we made it huge

Wait on my city we'll make it huge