Lyrics 24 / 8 - Slee

Imma show ya drive like Kanye to Rainey
I'm the big picture boy you can not paint me
Making music with my crew
All i wanna do
Making money off my art like you
Got a ex in La I'm thinking bout driving 30 hours
Yea she got them powers
Always sweet never sour
Like chicken we used to order then devour
For hours & hours

You got no ring around your finger
I got a pocket full of Posies
You were wife material now i'm talking trophies
Your beauty wasn't based off expectation rather reality
I was doing things to your body before I took Anatomy
I miss the time where girls I talked to wanted flowers & chocolate
Now when we talk they question do I got
Money in my pocket
And have I secured the bag yet

See were born to grow old
We are what are parents mold
Always be empathetic
Fuck up be Apologetic
Imma show ya icon no Jaden
Every show a party celebration
This that no brake acceleration
Every album a continuation
Of music accumulation
Determination to be known in every nation
TBG that's the corporation
Imma represent em till I d-i-e
John Lennon to bullshit I let it be

2018 starting right with radio plays
Every blessing a gift from God always give em the praise
Never base your self worth off of followers & likes
It's your intellectual property so you name your price
Streams & buys all quantisized
All marginalized
What's left if they eat all the pie
Morning turn to night & night to morning
Streams & buys all quantisized
All marginalized
What's left if they eat all the pie
Morning turn to night & night to morning
I'm gone