Royce Da 5'9" - Greed lyrics

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Royce Da 5'9" - Greed lyrics

[Verse 1: Ransom] 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 darkеn Try not to oblige when you hear greed talkin' I'm Frank Whitе, 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, ni**as harm you Think it's time that you leave, don't believe but I warned you, it's on you (Uh) [Verse 2: Royce da 5'9”] 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 most 'sane 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 [Chorus: Ransom] 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 [Outro] Woah

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