paroles de chanson Deposits - Inkth

We on the rap shit, no crime
Money math, no science
Cash in then reposit
Bank full of deposits
Interests from your debts
Equity on my flag
Pieces out the gravy
That's just how I share

Synonymous to credit
I'm focused on my tenets
You're locus like a tenant
I'm forever, not a habit
You don't wanna test me
And if I ever scored a B then you can call me rabbit
My synopsis promises honesty, my sources are colossal
Your thesis is hypocrisy, your gospels are just gossip
Your words are dead like fossils
Ego's the thief that robs us
Come in irony beside me as I garner and accomplish
See, I just pick my phone and see the power and triumph
Of the personal sense of fake esteem, cherries on top are diamonds
And fuck the common sense, I need more commas
So I've come with my own jug, what's the way to sea of dollars?

Bank full of deposits
Bank full of deposits
My closet ain't full, I need some more

Make sure the locks are solid, Save our fucking safes from robbers, whoa
I see you got a bag
I hope you're not a shopper, whoa

Brochures from the office
Like orders from the lawless
I'm pretty baby, pretty pink my city, I'm Euterpe
Wish I could spill a drink of joy over some of your pity
So I pit words in sheets, then spit on beats
I'm gritty, ill, and sick so I stay patient for confetti showers
One day Imma get it
Bitch I'm strolling but I'm all in
Move slowly but I'm steady
Man I woke up like it's AD
Since I got up, bitch I'm ready
So I'm running to the PC, drag the beat in, then go crazy, I got speeches for y'all
I got teachings for y'all
Pink the city, my home
With palaces and domes
And fuck the fuck shit on god, I came here for money, my god
Plus I got already a piece of it and I enjoyed the taste of it
Now I just wanna seize a bit then a few more times repeat the shit
And nothing will change for a mil, I raised my bills
Stay the same, born from the mud, end up on hills

And my craft is sweet
These words I smith, this love I spill, my bowl of heart couldn't contain
My houses of cards are being built
My spouse, my darling need to wait
I'm out of line for inner flings
I'm out here for the outer blings, slaughter minks
Fill pockets, Need more wallets
My deposits tall like Stallion
Sorry I can't be rebelling
Your commentary, boy, it's telling
It's not right, babe it just selling
But it's alright if it's selling
If it's adding to the profits
And boy, am I being modest

Pockets all deposits, Pockets all deposits, yeah