Paul Revere 1776

[Intro]

I been feeling good for a minute (yeah, yeah)

Then some shit pull up like

Skkrt… Just kidding

Bank account call like Paul Revere (yeah, yeah)

Better hide your money

Boy, they coming can't you hear?

[Verse]

I be smokin Headband

I be rockin sweatpants

Walk up into Def Jam like

"Hold up where my deal?"

Aye, Whole time I was ready

They was like hold up wait a minute

I was like let me hold a few milli, homie

Imma bring it back way thicker, aye

Every day is a blank slate

My mask is a blank face

How can I stay up-up

When every day is an ashtray

Every day is a fucking struggle

Don't give a fuck what Ak say

Imma develop a complex

If they don't put me on Complex

Goin so hard I got bomb rep

Think I could blow up a complex

Think I could blow up a complex

Think I could fill up a complex

If everyone is honest

I'm the shit at phonics

Aye, Everyone up on they nonsense

I can’t help but watch it

Don't fuck with negativity

I been on my industry

I been feeling good for a minute

Then shit pull up like

[Hook]

Pull up on a white horse like I'm Paul Revere

Pull up on a white horse like I'm Paul Revere

They can smell the money comin

Like it's blood

It's running running

They just wanna take it from you

Kill you just to get it from you

My blood, it run through the streets

My tears fill up in the sink

My sweat drip down my body

My life worth 9 an hour

My blood, it run through the street

My tears fill up in the sink

[Verse]

I get service everywhere that I can pay

I can pay my phone bill, I can't complain

Have to pay my student loan like twice a day

Food shop every week and then I spend my pay

That's all I do

Spend that, Spend that up

Everybody wanna come take my bucks

Leave my pockets empty

Junk to sell me

It never will be enough

We stuck in a rut

Bitch I'm done, Call my bluff-bluff

They don't wanna see me flex (flex)

They don't want see me sweat (shit)

4 AM I'm getting home and you can't see me, man

I been thinking out the box and I been freaking out

Chemicals up in your brain watch what you do with them

Keep them drugs up out your face you have to Google them

I Step into my garage and then I fly in my ride

We see people cry and don't mind so I try

To be in control of my life,  it's alright

We see people comin for it

Boy you better hide

[Outro]

They can smell the money comin

Like it's blood

It's running running

They just wanna take it from you

Kill you just to get it from you

My blood it run through the streets

My tears fill up in the sink

My sweat drip down my body

My life worth 9 an hour

My blood it run through the streets

My tears fill up in the sink