Collection Plates

"**** we ain't out here taking shortcuts. It's all kings, no pawns."

Now this what my **** wanna hear

Me crossing all of the lines

We can go eye for eye till everybody is blind

But I'm here to crack the blinds so all my **** can shine

Let me take my time

None of the shit that I be seeing feeling elite to me

This summer, **** signing NDA's to speak with me

Your number get pulled/pool'd like a Uber boy

I fucked the ivy league bitches and I know the shooters boy

It's all about balance

I'mma need a check wherever I'mma take my talent

**** don't talk to me bout now hashtag challenge

How your pen work, your shit for real?

Call a spade a spade, you bet it all, you going wheels

I mean we talking corner money or we talking mills

You on the gram, I'm in the office with the gram we talking deals

All I see is photos, with record label logos

And they ain't drop the bag, fuck ya'll doing free promo

It's a lot of fake flexing with no return on investment

I show you how to get it from nothing, come to my section

Out of Body parties that's a flip

Hundred Belaire bottles I'm about to close the list

Lit up in that bitch, we pass'm out like they was gifts

We ain't crack the surface on how real it's bout to get

**** we ain't on the fence

Bout nothing, I'm a playmaker

I don't swing with no intent that's a haymaker

**** I don't waste time, I don't waste words

I would never waste mine, why would I waste yours

It's type weird, everybody now respect the fake

I'm full of sin, put my soul in the collection plate

Amen

(Sigh), Yo

Yo

That was super aggressive

Nah deadass that was OD

You don't wanna put nothing else on or Something

Bro, Shit

This **** was bar'n me up like Beanie Sigel

Yo that's a fact, that's a fact

**** signing NDA's (Laughs)

Like Bro

You wanna put like a good vibe on

Like some R&B or some shit

My **** I got you

I ain't with the R&B though