LEISURE + POLITICS Lyrics

What keep me up at night, and get me up in the morning is

The love of the money

As kids we used to dream, get a bag by any means for,

For the love of the money

My bro knock you off your feet, make ya mama and them grieve for,

For the love of the money

It's pain we all know cause, nothing hurts worse than,

Than the love of the money

On them moonlit trips we got up, getting rich

Got to move too swift if you not, they sending blitz

On the other side

I fought urge to hit them licks on the other guys

If mama heard, she would pissed cause I ain't bout to die

Knew some dudes who always kept a handy alibi

Ain't no pic up on the news, ain't no channel five

Just get baked up when you snoozing like your granny's pie

Just gon' wake up and you oozing

What keep me up at night, and get me up in the morning is

The love of the money

As kids we used to dream, get a bag by any means for,

For the love of the money

My bro knock you off your feet, make ya mama and them grieve for,

For the love of the money

It's pain we all know cause, nothing hurts worse than,

Than the love of the money

Yeah...

Where I'm from you get a pack and you flip it quick

All the real niggas dying rest in peace to Nip

So I'm trying to touch a bag, then I light a spliff

I don't want to link with niggas

Don't want to politic

Where I'm from you get a pack and you flip it quick

All the real niggas dying rest in peace to Nip

So I'm trying to touch a bag, then I light a spliff

I don't want to link with niggas

Don't want to politic

First off rest in piece to Nip

All these niggas trying to make a dollar but they counterfeit

I was sitting lounging with my commas for the hell of it

I got back in the game, made the profits split

DROP DEAD mob on some Mafi' shit

Probably got your posse shook, sit em on opposite, side

This the rap Book of Malachi

Before we put the palisades up and get surrounded by

A whole flock of new leaders that move and excite the youth

You one of em too

I prayed to candlelights for this knew it since I was two

Now I'm preparing for this life spitting visions in booths

Never fearing it

Where I'm from you get a pack and you flip it quick

All the real niggas dying rest in peace to Nip

So I'm trying to touch a bag, then I light a spliff

I don't want to link with niggas

Don't want to politic

Where I'm from you get a pack and you flip it quick

All the real niggas dying rest in peace to Nip

So I'm trying to touch a bag, then I light a spliff

I don't want to link with niggas

Don't want to politic

Them cop cars always got me nicked

Claiming all my innocence but steady tried to bother shit

My problem was I never liked them politics my father taught

But guard it dearly close so I can conquer this

Whole facade where they chasing the youth

New breed understand when I'm speaking to you and you

Would prolly spazz if it's safer to do

Could've crashed but I'll pass up on the making the news

Unless the album going platinum and, raking up

All the profits with the four letter acronym

Replace the four-door it's practical

But I been moving militant I might pick up a Challenger

Dodging the cascade for a minute now what's cracking bruh

Only thing I'ma say it's too long since I was rapping bruh

Get with the parlay, niggas steady- crapping out

Picture it my way fetty, guala, and cash amounts

Like fuck you rapping bout...