I'm turnt up right now x2

[Chorus]

They say a rich nigga can't be honest

So I just want the money I don't want no morals

For Mr Jones, Mr shakur, Mr wallace

For my broke days and my empty wallets

Ah ah ah ah x2

[Verse 1]

Wise men walk in silence

That's what I read on a nigga blog, random but what the fuck

Back writing with a bic cos I need a buck

Slave to the painkillers, chain smoking blunts

Cos I ain't getting anything thing that I want

Swear I ain't been to a bank in a month

Should tell the truth but I can't so I front

My atm don loss mammi and um

My banks closed and I'm real low on funds

Get at you next week but

You still gotta give me that pussy hun

Gotta do it how they said that it can't be done

Young african

Only nasir jones could rap with him

When your pockets on a diet it don't matter son

In a room full of vultures

Passing out vouchers

Kill a rapper

Get one free if you're about it

Raised in gidi but my momma and poppa from the south bitch

This militant flow

White people want it

Vocal pipe bursting, then my people sold it

Heard if I get rich I'll look like nonso diobi

When the only thing that's missing in your life is all that you ever wanted

Men I really hope you listen to what I write and I hope that I get my moment

If I sell out don't diss me

Or do

Cos your girl finally miss me

Cos who's remembered in history

But the one that break every rule

Really

[Chorus]

Its the product of our recession

Still waiting on his blessings

But I ain't worried, I ain't in a hurry

You gotta get at a ton of these bars like attorneys

Flirting with death and she got twists and turns and you know she curvy

Fuck a designated destination success a journey

Stick shift switching drifting through memory lane

When I was jumping out of school listening to the carter 2 wayne

Open day, mama came, teacher showed her all my grades

Why you fail? You little fool, you know all the money I waste?

Worst part is I ain't send

Soon

I'll be on channel ten news

I got a couple screw loose

But I flow tighter than them ooh

Never really mattered that the kid still broke

Brick by brick imma build my home

Always on grass so I gotta be the goat

Burn that bush

The god just spoke

And moses choked

Like most of yall

I'm the only heir(air) to the throne

If I go P.O.P since you know that a nigga's just bad to the bone

Why don't you leave me alone

Chasing cheese

When you the one that God chose

Is hard but

We just live in today and live for tomorrow

[Chorus]

Yeah

Its the product of our recession

I'm the one they call paybac by the way

Shout out drew, shout out mr dip, and shout out them niggas at stacks house man we getting that money nigga

Ride ride ride

Ride Just lemme ride ride ride

Lemme ride ride ride