GREED (feat. Gizmo)

There is uh, tear gas that's been deployed

There's some sort of fire off in the distance

These mass protesters are destroying anything they see

Ay

Fuck the banks, fuck the cops, fuck a pay stub

Fuck me up, on my life, I'm a no one

Fuck your school, fuck your job, fuck your system

Issa blood money game, I don't want none

Ay

Everybody talk about they're trying to find a way out

But I don't believe 'em, we're all in this madness

Ay

Caught up in a circus and ya know we don't deserve it

Get the motherfuckin' politicians begging forgiveness

Now what the fuck you tryna say?

What the fuck you tryna say

What the fuck you tryna say

Smoke so much my seat feel like a lazy boat

I cannot pass you all that smoke, you got a baby throat

Shouts out to Europe, they play my shit on the radio

Said bitch don't talk, all I wanna hear is fellatio

I think the end is on the way, now where my straps at

I'm bout to clean the streets with a M16 and a hazmat

I give no fucks, I never did, don't get me twisted

Don't let me fuck you up, I'm like the tectonic plates when they shiftin'

[Whose streets? Our streets!]

What the fuck you tryna say

Fuck the banks, fuck the cops, fuck a pay stub

Fuck me up, on my life, I'm a no one

Fuck your school, fuck your job, fuck your system

It's a blood money game, I don't want none