Song Lyrics

I do not really got nothing to say
I check my balance and order a lobster and steak
I am from Canada, I am from Africa, I am from so many states
So many amateurs, nobody pampered us
Nobody showed me a plate
I thought I wanted a high
I thought I wanted attention from all of the peasants
I put on a pedestal, why
They got the pendants with all of the bezels and i-ice
I know we young but we living to die
I know I used to be sprung on you baby but I fell in love with your lies
F*ck cameras, I want the Phantoms
I want it my way, will they understand 'em
All of the action, all of the passion
All of the shit they say is everlasting, no
International
I could be irrational
Least I'm fashionable
And my cash on low, yeah my cash on low

Then I think about the money
Then I think about the honeys
Then I think about the bubbly
Then I think about the cake
They used to think I was funny
Hey lord way above me
I only care if you love me
Then I think about the cake

Then I think about the money
Then I think about the honeys
Then I think about the bubbly
Then I think about the cake
They used to think I was funny
Hey lord way above me
I only care if you love me
Then I think about the cake

Nobody told me that growing is always gon' hurt
Nobody told me that I shouldn't take it so personal
Nobody told me the moment a nigga done went and dispersed
Is it a blessing or is it a, is it a curse, you know
I'm from the land of the lakes
I knew that she wanna f*ck me and she fell in love when she saw me with Ye
I used to save all my shawtys, when I was a shorty I lost all the capes
Tony the Tiger but covered in apes
Back in the day no one thought I was great
I just been chilling, plotting on some building
Might sign a deal so that I can feel the feeling
Sitting on a rooftop all in my conscience
I need a new job that can fill my pockets though
What's popping though
I stay on this often though
I been on a roll, I was on honor roll
Now I'm on the road

Then I think about the money
Then I think about the money
Then I think about the money
Then I think about the cake
I know that you can't relate
And I think about the cake
Then you think about the pussy
Please nigga don't push me
You been thinkin' 'bout the wrong things
I been thinkin' 'bout doing things
I been thinkin' 'bout improving things
I been thinkin' 'bout moving things
You been thinkin' 'bout the pussy
Please nigga don't push me

Corey James French