Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amon
Performer
Amon-Ra Cunningham
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amon-Ra Cunningham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amon
Producer
Lyrics
How could he black on the intro, back wit the pencil
I aint see the pen hoe, and I aint drive a pinto
cheddar in limbo, I was moving rentals
fucking up my mental,
my kars dashed like Kendall get it
Get money how, then we split
Yall on bullshit, yall aint really widdit
A hunnid thousand when, really, just forget it
I know scammers, I knew rats
I got cheese, I grew stacks
Music in my gums, thats plaques
yall shit dont connect thats fax
I wanted more, so I cut more off
I want less, so I wont get lost
Water off glass, so I just drink voss
I love this rap, cus it cost to be the boss
Cant go back to who I was
Them mistakes is not club
Cant go out ill save that dub
In the lab, ill stack that dub
Thats yo work then its all love
Building wealth not sexy huh
tired of spending bread, yeah i need that back
tactical wit cap, they can't fund my raps
hanging out at cheetahs i get all my claps
that's when i learned to stay inside in fact
i keep throwing bucks but nothing coming in
if i leave the house then the chicken get thin
apple pay the devil, man i shouldn't hit send
ay doordash your not my friend
i'll cook inside, this air fryer work
vons for the steak, that come wit a skirt
this my szn, this plate gone murk
my shit hot, like down in turks
can't be great, if i impulse buy
delay gratify, just multiply
acquire what you need, dont justify
invest in the art before you go get fly
Written by: Amon-Ra Cunningham