Children - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Lonely)

Yeah, I need my— (Yeah)

I need my— (Yeah)

[Verse 1]

I need my name on all of that

I need my hands in all of that

I like when the money come all in cash

I'm not your brother, don't call me that

Huh, damn

Came from a place where you gotta go get it

If you don't get up, then you dyin' (Yeah)

I put my logic over the emotions like every time, it ain't no more cryin' (Yeah)

I was talkin' to God, like, "Give me a sign"

I saw my reflection and looked in my eyes

All I saw was the pain mixed in with the pride

All I saw was the promises mixed with the lies

[Chorus]

If I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I guess that explains why I'm in a plane

I keep Drizzy, no Drake, if I let it blow, I promise, you won't be the same

I'm pretty young but I need to see me a million

'Cause I need a million for all of my children and all of they children

And all of they children, and all of they children, and all of they children

[Verse 2]

Why in the fuck would I care 'bout your feelings?

I blend in the room like a fuckin' chameleon

My new coupe don't got no muhfuckin' ceiling

Allergic to roofs like it need penicillin

I was too nice to these niggas

Now, I pay the price for these niggas, it made me a villain

RUINED. my body, it's RUINED. my closet

I promise, I'm makin' a muhfuckin' killing (You ruin everything)

Might buy me a Rollie for the hell of it (Hell of it)

You ain't fuckin' niggas up, boy, you celibate (Celibate)

You be cappin' on the 'Gram for the relevance (Relevance)

I be coming back to like a Revenant (Revenant)

My new bitch bad, she heaven sent (Yeah)

She be stressin' me out, but I love it (Love it)

She want kids like Cheaper by the Dozen (Dozen)

When you buy guns, they cheaper by the dozen (Ha)

If we slide through, then you better get to duckin' (Boom, boom, boom)

Diamonds gon' dance, made this shit do the dougie

He be talkin' online, when I saw him, he was runnin'

You ain't gotta ask twice, I promise, we comin' (Yeah)

Tryna turn up for the summer (Yeah)

I wish a nigga would like lumber

Keep me a stick in my hand like a drummer (Yeah)