Seed Lyrics

The only thing over women is paper and profit

I swear that I'll down that nigga if he try to stop it

Fuck tappin these pockets

I live for the nonsense

If God dropped a seed, I pray it's a money tree

A moral gets thrown away for a hundred G's

Lay you to rest to turn me a bently key

So if God dropped a seed, I pray it's a money tree

We trynna touch the green

Fuck trynna touch the scene

If I can touch me da profit and let my fam see green,

Then that's the shit that means

Fuck famous shit, I count da chips, and whip da whip that's clean

No balance in, accounts and shit, im the lopsided king

My martin luther dreams

The cash counter go ding

Touch 100 bands, pluck the rubberbands, cause I love the way that rubber gone sing

Buy that crib, and have my momma go scream

Pack the wounds of trauma, with a bunch of commas, pack my heart my til' it bust at the seems

Rza taught me it go up for the cream

We all know, we get impatient cuz' that bread rise slow

I'm trynna turn my bitch to model

Post a lil cash for a follow

Icing out my wrist, my soul hollow

The ugly shit I still pray that God holds

The only thing over women is paper and profit

I swear that I'll down that nigga if he try to stop it

Fuck tappin these pockets

I live for the nonsense

If God dropped a seed, I pray it's a money tree

A moral gets thrown away for a hundred G's

Lay you to rest to turn me a bently key

So if God dropped a seed, I pray it's a money tree

We trynna touch the green