Bento Box Lyrics

Increased my faith

It's paving my way in gold

Remember that I Am God

It's like I entered the code - No L

This life is hell, but shit I'm in this bitch cold

My temperature froze

Uplift the soul with intricate prose

It's written between the lines

White chalk on the field

Ain't playing, I'm running drills

Got the stadium filled still

We're going up, invoice that's how I build

You're running plays with the White?

You maybe Brady for real

But me?

I go to bae and tell her no one can tamper with us

My shit is fire - intense

Ain't no one camping with us

Bill a check, how I address it won't give a stamp for niggas

Trampling us, give us another cut

They're sampling us

Handful of us progressing the culture, but they're canceling us

Bad for business, niggas want the smoke

Till the cancer in us

Grab a pole, stay up on your toes

That's the dancer in us

Wipe the Smith &, cleaning my machine just like it's Planet Fitness

And it's finished

I can't doubt the goal in fear of bad decisions

700 million, need a motherfuckin' bag it fit in

Manifesting, sniffing for the check

I can smell the chicken

Got control, my channel set but I can't tell a vision

Keep it private

Never show my colors, tint the pencil box

Triple X the scene, now they can't see me - it's parental block

Bent the block

Windows five percent 'cuz it gets tense a lot

Hit the spot

Hope it's gon' appeal to them when Benzo pop

Little this, little that

Nigga, it's a Bento Box

Whip it until it hurts for the budget, it's a rental spot

Slave to the game and a slave to the system

Yeah you're feeling this plot

But it's a grave, can you dig it?

Yeah I'm paving the way, if you ain't then that's just your ass fault

Architect

Ain't even started yet, just built the cash vault

Concrete

Said I've paved the way and it's complete

Showing you the blueprint like my thumb was dipped in royal ink

Said I've been doing this construction for the paper like I'm five again

Benzo, no Klonopin

Back up on the grind again

Came in with the water, boy

And he got the nine on him

I got some much drip for sale, they come back and they buy again

Spoke it to existence - got the will just like a tire rim

Figured I should take my shot, 'cuz I got so much fire in pen

Watch how I enlighten records

Lit up like it's pyrotechnics

I ain't Crip or Pyru repping

Set up for a higher presence

Taxi

How I'm watching the numbers run up, like I'm sitting in the back seat

She know a nigga's focused, she ain't even got to ask

It's written all over my face like I'm Caskey - nasty

Boy I need it now, I need it last week

Catch me rhyming home alone, I've been the nicest since the latch key

Cash, I need it offshore

Trying to make a splash

Want to dip off to the islands, I need enough so it last me

Forever