Greed - Ransom, Royce 5'9

Turn your back and they’ll shove a knife in your ribs

A father raisin' a gun while his son is fightin' a bid

Ironic, 'cause he ain’t really have nothin' nicer to give

You live the life that you love, then you’ll love the life that you live

So what’s the price if you did love life, but can’t afford a club night

With champagne taste?

Money is Bud Light

You tellin' me to be negative, that’s your blood type

It’s hard to sleep in a bed you made when the bugs bite

I’m sleepwalkin', I come outside when the streets darkn

Try not to oblige when you hear greed talkin'

I’m Frank Whit, it’s no plea bargain

King of my city, I’ma serve every damn fiend that I see walkin'

Don’t be threatened, I teach lessons

Don’t call me king, 'cause every king suffered a beheadin'

It’s seven deadly sins, better preach, reverend

I sever limbs with this sweet weapon, you better keep steppin'

I’m takin' off, I’ll see you all soon

What’s a mogul without his money?

A soldier without his war wounds

I’m hieroglyphics in a lost tomb

These are the facts, if you the richest in here, then you in the wrong room

Shuckin' and jivin' get you called coon

Yeah, we all goons, you a cartoon

You play a shark?

Cool, I can get you harpooned

I talk to 'em like Malcolm under a dark moon, harsh tunes

You want the smoke?

I got all fumes

Yeah, a sharp broom like what God use

In too deep, no time to argue when your skin is a dark hue

Little man got his heart bruised and I’m John Q

Had to breeze when them arms drew, yeah

Known to squeeze like a mongoose, alarm you

Indeed for this greed, niggas harm you

Think it’s time that you leave, don’t believe but I warned you, it’s on you (Uh)

Invest our spendin' in cars and bikes

Collect our stimulus stars and stripes

We left our women with scars and gripes

In death I’ll reminisce starvin' nights

Mama sent me to help out Minnie to borrow some rice

Them jail bars imminent, guards and fights

Them Ls authentic as Karl Kani

And they trendin' as Telfar Clemens and Charleston White, uh

True anomaly, deep a view as optometry

Numerology speakin' through this autonomy

While the leaders confused

Tell Thomas MacDonald we don’t agree with his views, but we approve of his

honesty

That Beretta too deadly, left his head in shambles

Packin' federal weaponry, shovelin' mega manholes

Rather eat in the culture, never even to short ya

Who celebrate when they see you ate with seven candles?

Bahamadia or Heather B?

Every queen should never have to question her pedigree, that’s Kevin Samuels

Orisha Orula to a kemetic G

My queen, a better you is a better me, that’s Tevin Campbell

Why the labels embellish it, why they never cancel?

Propagate it to scalin' it while they sellin' scandal

While the reverend rambles, Noreaga probably a better commando

Schwarzenegger was Reagan’s Rambo

Your blow stepped on, less shown, said, known

Your connect in the Rolodex, Gomez Jones

He with three of his groupies, give him co-ed chrome

Leave him with these lil' Uzis, give him four headstones

Gold chain, sneakers, choose your battle in Juice WRLD

Where Juice WRLD shallow and Cobain’s deeper

The dope game’s ether, cocaine beepers

Coltrane peaks the Mulsanne speakers

The bro can’t reach us, the woke can’t either

Sleepin' with Soul Train divas, we post sangria

I speak for my Keishas, my no-name chicas

Our folks ain’t teach us, our dough can’t free us

You thousandnaire at the register, never popped a tag

Your concierge never helped you out with your shoppin' bag

You not a real goon, fam, you never got to pass

You not a real DOOM fan, you never copped a mask

Been two-steppin' since Jay-Z was yellin' «Holla back»

Produced records for Shady, but never got the plaque

What I will retort is highly enforced

Invite me to war, smile in the court, then buy me a Porsche

Hoes colder than Debbie Allen, I’m mighty divorced

Those po’er than Edgar Allen who tried me before

Who likely a corpse

Who reppin' the culture where Megan’s toes is of lesser importance than Kylie’s

divorce

Uh, the psychology of a meth head

Titty-lickin' a Masi' like I’m tryna be breastfed

My biggest fear is bein' sick with a problem

My children ain’t proud of me, givin' an apology from my death bed

Greed’ll turn a friend into an enemy

Turn a positive energy to a jealousy

You better be aware, if you don’t wanna pay the penalty

Don’t play the game if you don’t care about your legacy

You tellin' me, «Check, check out my melody»

Can’t be my dog if I ain’t sure about your pedigree

Hope these words are stickin' to you like Velcro

Money can’t buy you love, but it buys you everything else, though

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