[Chorus: Curci]

Whole lot of pirates

Lookin' for high risk

Searching for idols

See through your iris

No foolin' a giant

Feel the wrath of a tyrant

Never really had enough

You can never really have enough

Never really had enough

You can never really have enough

[Verse 1: Curci]

I’ve been searching my soul

Looking for diamonds and gold

Thinking how far does it go?

Can I buy love at a store?

Really how much are they running me for?

Are they conning for more

Look, I can see the greed in their eyes now

Trying to show their teeth when they lie

But I will never lie down

Enemies on the line now

Gotta get the high ground, take a step and get sniped down

Who’s got the highest price?

Who’s got the ruby eye?

You know everyone has a price

Who’s got the sharpest knife

Picking at diamond mines

Keep a short leash on them dogs of mine

Goonies they never die

My valentines follow the dollar signs

Hard to not compromise

When you never had shit to begin with

Picking up tricks in your interest

Rather get rich in the trenches

Man I'm talking big business

Where their morals are smaller than inches, get hip to the system or sleep with the fishes, outsmart the vindictive

Don't become a victim

[Chorus: Curci]

Whole lot of pirates

Lookin' for high risk

Searching for idols

See through your iris

No foolin' a giant

Feel the wrath of a tyrant

Never really had enough

You can never really have enough

Never really had enough

You can never really have enough

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]

That’s why you gotta look for yourself

Do not live your life on another man's word

Open up these books for yourself

You would get shook by the truth too

Start to see crooks by the Buku

Connections unseen like the Bluetooth

Or the WiFi

Found facts that I can’t deny

I had to change my eye

Which is a fancy way of saying nigga's switch perspective

No auto-tune found my pitch perfected

Figure why a nigga felt so disconnected

Introspective questions answered with deflection

In the mirror no reflections

Was severely misdirected

And then that shit gets dismissed from recollection when I'm sky high

We could shoot the breeze

No drive by

I be Drew Brees with the knowledge of a Rabbi

Kobe send some shooters, keep a Raja Bell with me

Bare with me, grow with me , share with me

[Chorus: Curci]

Whole lot of pirates

Lookin' for high risk

Searching for idols

See through your iris

No foolin' a giant

Feel the wrath of a tyrant

Never really had enough

You can never really have enough

Never really had enough

You can never really have enough