Termanology - Rap-a-nomics 2 lyrics

[Verse One] [Reks]: A metamorphosis to the glorious one in all of us Still in a cocoon, my story is Not yet spread Wings only just ready for the growth Making the most of my career hopes I wrote, bu*terfly effect the rose, Reks with prose, next to those Shakespearean quotes I hold visions of living these odes drop in the wind Suppose I should hit the drink less Success is so further roads, Father Ave, father have mercy Goals of Destiny's Child, wow, holds dollars to fold Now I'm on my second child, wild, Lord knows I froze, stumble while those chose to pursue degrees Crew and me ate every true MC, dough's There for the taking in loaves Hoes said you live one life The kid and the wife conquer the show Over sea shores my music is gold No plaques but behold Sea of hands, screaming fans on the road, yo [Hook] [Reks]: Rap-a-nomics, rapping dollars we all crave We was brought up in the hood so the hood stays Pa**ing bottles, my n***as rep that good hey Laughing, reminiscing on the days we were Rap-a-nomics, rapping dollars we all crave We was brought up in the hood so the hood stays Pa**ing bottles, my n***as rep that good hey Laughing, reminiscing on the days [Verse Two] [Termanology]: We call it rap-a-nomics, don't rap if you rap in college I slash up like any competition when I'm on a mission Cause I'm an alcoholic anonymous rap-a-holic Misogynist targeting anyone that I want to k** The marijuana feels amazing when I get to blazing Erasing the memories from back in the days that enrage me Made me far from lazy, carving my name in the game Then engraving my label, when I do the crown will be on it So just crowd around it, applaud it then start to vomit Cause I make you sick, but you know I'm the sh** It's that Lawrence spic holding on a quarter brick And I never left the hood where my daughter live I'm on the corner with k**ers who k** for ornaments Insubordinate boardies who pour out their heart in all they stories I'm in Purgatory hoping to pa** Hell, smoking my last L Smiling, kicking my sad tales [Hook] [Reks]: Rap-a-nomics, rapping dollars we all crave We was brought up in the hood so the hood stays Pa**ing bottles, my n***as rep that good hey Laughing, reminiscing on the days we were Rap-a-nomics, rapping dollars we all crave We was brought up in the hood so the hood stays Pa**ing bottles, my n***as rep that good hey Laughing, reminiscing on the days [Verse Three] [Sha Stimuli]: Look No sons or daughters but I made it as a f**ing author I'll probably trade it though I made it, someone made an offer Then I can change my course up No regrets, but my life is like I'm running underwater Chasing success With an anchor around my ankle and a weight vest strapped to me Yeah it's taking long but in the end I'm getting strong Wrong or right I came in bonkers, shedding light don't make me conscious Halloween, you can dress up like me, I'm such a monster Stimuli, come gave responses cause I'm honestly the honoree Honor me before my late departure I don't wanna be a goner but when I'm gone I'll only leave half And only half of my music gets computed Blame my father, blame my.... Blame my mother, blame my grandma and grammar teaching sk**s Taught me words now I form d**h sentences and I k** If I never reach a mill, only 50,000 sold That's a 100,000 eyes and ears no longer closed Let's go [Hook] [Reks]: Rap-a-nomics, rapping dollars we all crave We was brought up in the hood so the hood stays Pa**ing bottles, my n***as rep that good hey Laughing, reminiscing on the days we were Rap-a-nomics, rapping dollars we all crave We was brought up in the hood so the hood stays Pa**ing bottles, my n***as rep that good hey Laughing, reminiscing on the days