Piano Work Lyrics

Green beam on the glock, shit remind me of yoda

I up it and fold me a nigga like yoga

I don't feel bad, finesse a Nigga out his bag

He ain't ballin' enough, Dennis Schroeder

She rode me till the wheels gone, need a new motor

Slam dunk in yo hoe, I put her on a poster

Nigga I'm having drip someone pass me a coaster

Niggas ain't having motion even on a rollercoaster

I was down bad, in my head like I know it's over

I just had to wait, got my time and my grind right

Bitches come out they clothes just cause I rhyme nice

She might do anything, treat the check like a Klondike

Treat the beat like it's Tina, it's obvious I'm Ike

In the same sense sometimes shit gets the best of me

Don't think this shit sweet, cause I say funny shit on beats

I still keep a tec like the ref with me

I keep a tec like I'm draymond

Twenty three shots like I'm James Bond

Ain't nobody wrestling

But if he my size, I might beat em like Popeye

Yeah, the green is my specialty

I'm still getting better, don't know what my best gon be

I think I can pull this rap shit off successfully

Tryna show my folks a better place like immigration

Can't sit at the table without an invitation

They brought out the Za I need some ventilation

Handy Manny with tools if we got some complications

Might call up the gang like "we got a situation"

Can't speak on it, if I don't know the situation

Everyday I do me, don't know why niggas hatin

If it's one thing life taught me, gotta have some patience

Damn, she screaming at me Otp like she need representatives

I'm in her mouth, this a dentist apprenticeship

I can't be yo man, but I need all the benefits

Big words, like I graduated Benedict

Big Bird, yellow diamonds dancing, glistening

Pockets on Oscar, I'm all about the Benjamin's

You a lame if you happy hearing niggas sentencing

Talking so fast hard to tell when my sentence end

Luc in the thesaurus, under real nigga synonyms

Shake the game up like a handful of M and Ms

No car, walking 8 miles, no Eminem

When they had more than me, still didn't envy them

Same hoes that dissed me, turned into they MCM

Life is a gamble, live mine like the MGM

Like one Glock ain't enough, fucked around and bought six of them

Rick owens on me, them hoes look like big converse

Extended mag on me, they gon' need a long hearse

Put him and his gang in a pack like some star burst

Growing up was hard, but now I understand hard work

Know you wanna ball, but you gotta start first

My life wasn't good, somebody got it far worse

Tryna do anything, does wishing on a star work?

Eleven eleven, shit I done made hella wishes

Standing on morals done fell out with plenty niggas

I can't stand a bitch who gon always go play the victim

Rich nigga syndrome, I think I can feel the symptoms

Balling like NBA 2K the gold edition

How you get the money then I see yo team go missing?

Gon divide up the racks but I still need to see addition

My brothers rap too, shit something like new edition

Ooouu

Need a vert, in the middle of traffic look up in the roof missing

In the booth spitting like I got a tooth missing

Nigga talk down, the next day Nigga you missing

Hop in the yo and cook up I'll turn Barri's to Luc's Kitchen

I gotta die rich I ain't worried bout who didn't

Gotta get mine ain't worried bout who finished

Gotta blow on the mic, this shit hot like the soup kitchen