CHEQUE

[Verse 1: Tasman Keith]

Just can't tell it all

Just can't tell it all

Yeah

[Verse 1: Tasman Keith]

Me don't talk to you nice

I won't do advice

I don't shake your hand, no

That shit too polite

Her wet on my stage

I blame it on the hype, uh

Forty-five minute

All I need to take your life, psych

I don't cuff (Ayy)

They sit down when my name call

Lil power-puff (That's mine)

Sugar, spice I like 'em tall

Like half an hour up

See the envy in your talk

I can't fuck with a beaten down mental

What you thought? (Ayy)

[Interlude: Tasman Keith, [?]]

We need—we need a saviour

We need someone who's going to come down to this Earth (The king, the king, the king, the king)

Oh, yeah

It sounds so soulful, don't you agree? (And—and just do something for us)

[Chorus: Tasman Keith]

My words made a cheque, my words made a cheque

My mama finding peace, I curved on my ex

My words made a cheque, my words made a cheque

I just meditate, close my eyes and I'm the best  (Holy shit, it's hard)

[Verse 2: Tasman Keith]

I wake in my sleep (Sleep)

See, nothing changed from dream (Dream)

See vision on my face (Huh)

Like it's Gucci ice cream (Uhuh)

I lean, I lean

I rock with then, I lean, uh

She just sent a pic

To my new device screen

I told her, "Watch 'em ego trip"

I bust their ego lip

I pull up in that new old

"Don't complain," fit, don't know

Who they came with

But they ain't game fit

I hit 'em with the one, two, three

Yup, Kane grip (You know)

[Verse 3: Genesis Owusu]

I mean, I mean

I show up just to leave

My shoulder's not to lean

I put, put on your sixteens

You don't rub up next to me

Without an invoice, price and fee

I can smell your jeopardy

A-O-T-Y, whose jelly, please?

I can't tolerate him

My slaughter ratings don't moderate

My conglomerate is the dominate

I can't follow, wait

I done torn away and I tear the wave up

ARIA eight noms isn't enough

Twenty-three sold out off of my cuff

You callin' my phone, I'm callin' your bluff

[Outro: Genesis Owusu]

You put your name next to mine, the audacity

Turn down your release, you disturb my sleep

I don't like you niggas, I just tolerate ye

I don't like you niggas, I just tolerate ye