A track written back in 2014 that my niece sent me the beat for recently & it reminded me that I already had a verse locked, loaded & ready
lyrics
Jay Moore Music Shit
They thought Cash was
The answer
But wealth is the truth
Cash rules everything around
That's the problem
Holy smokes Batman
Think it's time for robin
Deranged Jokers
Found in all decks
We're decorating the city
With riddles on how to stretch
Tri-colored iris
My sight of pay
For green it's black & white
No grey's for the
MonaeGet it?
Yea I got it
This the home of the brave
But brave niggas lose brains
When a cowards afraid
Chem trails
The sweet aroma of success
But what sucks
Ya morals are seeming suspect
That crew love & crew hugs
Dormant
Them warm summers
Leave cold winter mornings
Old winners
Now turn and forfeit
Was top five
Now part of the less fortunate
Instagram got y'all feeling famous
See the feds click follow
And follow till ya arraignment
Menace to society
Regram'd the Caine
They owed dog
Sent O-Dog
Now the tape plays
Ya mumbling
Stutter through the night
Only thing said
"Ya know ya fucked up right?"
Mans biggest downfall
Ain't changed for shit
Cool niggas luke warm
Because of a burning bitch
Stand up niggas
Now squat to piss
Pissed off on the beat
And didn't waste a drip
Longtime Style P collaborator Fortes serves up instrumental versions of eight of his productions for the New York rapper. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 22, 2020