Chef Byer - HERCULES lyrics

[VERSE 1] Lot of women tried they could never hold me/ When it comes to mine I ain't getting cold feet Moved past spending every night at cold tea Hearing n***as talk sh** bout the men they won't be n***as love drama just as much as b**hes nowadays Now a n***a sees that fake sh** from a mile away All you do is talk I got money that id rather make If I hurt your feelings it was something that I had to say Pull the wool over my eyes still I'm not fooled What's going help me get rich probably not school On the way to the show finna car pool f** cla** n***a every day is an art school So I'm finna go in like harpoons or keys on dorm rooms syringes in war wounds Been a God since pajamas and cartoons, about to take over I'm telling em make way Couple years ago said I was a lost cause Not a single night pa**ed without me getting locked jaw Told my n***a that I got you if anything pops off n***as imitate a lot but these n***as are not Gods n***as got problems but those problems aren't with me, they got problems with Themselves man their problems obsolete, possibly about to watch the end I got good Seats there's a portal in the puzzle thinking I'm the missing piece Heard you got beef that's funny how's it going for you? Said your name as a joke n***a no knew you Life's too short for these things winning all the time no room for these rings All a my n***as are down for me, swear to God I pray that we all succeed Got a couple silly b**hes getting lost in me, go find yourself before you talk to me [HOOK] Excuse me please I do not work for free Straight flexing on ‘em I feel like Hercules I feel like Hercules [x2] Straight flexing on ‘em I feel like Hercules [VERSE 2] Money makes the world go round, wait, money makes the world go wrong Anywhere I go man yo girl gon come you don't make her cum so yo girl went numb/ Everybody tryna get a condo.. I prefer a house with a lawn hoe Writing raps on the porch in my pawncho, 2 bins for the garbage and the compost Everybody wants what everybody else is wearing Everybody wants to be everybody else, stole from ya moms but the money never helps Came back home left the 20 on the shelf Took a while til I started in myself now my favourite hobbies proving every single person wrong Shouts to my grade 3 teacher that told me that I wouldn't be sh** youre the reason I'm a don I try to put myself in other peoples shoes my feet never fit half an hour til I re-up I gotta get my fix Flower power keep me going thank the lord like every day, if I did it then it wasn't in an ordinary way ,that's a promise Acid tabs they help me ponder, told you been a God since cartoons and pyjamas n***as n b**hes have been obsessed, stone cold goner just k**in em wit the flex [HOOK]