Rent Due

(Okay, Duke)

I'm feelin' a way, I ain't been shy since I went in with Ye

Fuck a minimum wage, I'm rappin' to pay off my financial aid

Pardon my ways, it sound like I rap with a part on my fade

If I even engage, I'm shootin' my shot, goin' out in a blaze

Move with intention, my ****

These ****, they play with extensions, my ****

Got tools, no hammers and wrenches, my ****

Go at it like they in your mentions, my ****

It's somethin' like fishes, my ****

So pick a side, don't be on fences, my ****

We tax 'em and write off expenses, my ****

Got bills like I'm one of the Clintons, my ****

I'm in it, I'm winnin', a million, feelin' like Finneas the way I need a biddy like Eilish

I'm in it for all the adrenaline, know I'ma sin again, I'm runnin' through your city, I'm stylish

I see the vision when I close my eyelids, I know the assignment is down to a science

I'm fly as a pilot, if you down to ride, then stop burnin' the tires

Ask me why I gotta rap like this, it's 'cause the rent due

Stomach empty, 'bout to put some rappers on the menu

You don't know the half of the half that I been through

****, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—

(****, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—)

Realness in my DNA

Stackin' these chips like it's Frito-Lays

I need a ticket, no meter maid

Runnin' up the score, you can see the play

Time is money, I ain't free today

'Cept to ask Nas, "How is 'Ether' made?"

I'm in the light so I can see the shade

**** insecure like they Issa Rae, okay

Takin' it higher than G5s

And I stay in they head like I read minds

Any card that I pull don't get declined

And they spillin' it all like it's tea time, I'm

Really no pity and we got it litty, no really, though, should get it on video

I feel like Gillie da Philly, that Milli Vanilli, I'm sittin' pretty up with a pretty ho

I got motion, workin' with stars, starrin' in motion pictures

Only 'cause a **** flow is vicious and my verses like holy scriptures

Twist the ignition, ain't out of gas on the road to riches

Ask me why I gotta rap like this, it's 'cause the rent due

Stomach empty, 'bout to put some rappers on the menu

You don't know the half of the half that I been through

****, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—

(****, I'm just tryna chase a bag 'cause my—)

Rent's due

Your rent's due, motherfucker

And don't be pullin' that fallin'-down-the-stairs shit on me, you hear?

Are you conscious?