Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey The Gent
Joey The Gent
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Vreeland
Joseph Vreeland
Songwriter
Matthew John Perry
Matthew John Perry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey The Gent
Joey The Gent
Producer
Matthew John Perry
Matthew John Perry
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Made the play
Scraped like three off it
Turned around and flipped it back
Told my captain hold the fees off it
My people hustled just to eat off it
And they all knew I'd come thru
That's what I do
I live in peace off this
See they think that honor is for sale
I know that shit can sail
Round certain waves
But a bigger whale
Can frame the picture
To a different scale
The game gets played how it's lays
It don't pay to pave a different trail
Late nights trappin out The Debonair
Old dusty ass hoe's flippin tricks in the devil's squares
Too many times I've seen the devil's tears
There levels here
An I've been holdin all these notions in for several years
Cuz I knew this life was mine to lose
In this grind the move
Is knowin when to slide when it's time for you
Cuz these liars'll line it
An barely mind it too
Then they carry the pine in wearing shiny shoes
Flipped three to six 10's
Made a deal that splits ends
On 14
Then more schemes
On the same dough
Flipped up to to six p's in six weeks
Sheeesh
He started floatin me the same as my load
Always invest half
In the next from the last
I learned that
From my connect
And the growth that he had
One thing I learned fast
If you earn in the streets
You could turn into food fast
Bon Appetit
See we are not similar
I'm a Neptonian
Been slept on since the conception
But never folded in
I'm hopping out holdin
You know I'm only just so convinced
This music shit really gon blow
So I control the dish
Flower bulkin heavy
Got that Power smoking medleys
On the hour
I pick that biscotti now or
When it's ready
Yea there's power in that fetti
It speaks louder when it's deadly
I know some wops that'll set that platter then spaghetti
Black out the tags
Wrap you in some rags and black heavy
Duty-bags
You cats can't combat this
Act steady
Been homeless on the streets
An visibly the guy
Went from flippin at the beach
To runnin middle with the pies
Now it's silly
You can see my facilities from the sky
Meanwhile auxiliaries talkin silly on the side
I surmise
What u really want is mine
But I'm really not the one
That you really wanna try
Flipped three to six 10's
Made a deal that splits ends
On 14
Then more schemes
On the same dough
Flipped up to to six p's in six weeks
Sheeesh
He started floatin me the same as my load
Always invest half
In the next from the last
I learned that
From my connect
And the growth that he had
One thing I learned fast
If you earn in the streets
You could turn into food fast
Bon Appetit
Written by: Joseph Vreeland, Matthew John Perry
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