Yung Ma**ina - Checks & Balances (Intro) lyrics

[Hook] White b**hes and palaces Checks and balances You want the money and the power? You want the money and the power? Gold diggers and statuses Checks and balances You want the money and the power? You want the money and the power [Verse 1] Well I'm back to lay that crack down ‘til you flatline Give it to you ‘til you overdose like the @ sign These n***as in their raps lying ‘bout their background I tell ‘em put a sock in it like mankind My whole city ran down, n***as poor Ain't no b**hes getting tanlines, we at war Drug money on the floor, police knocking at the door Tired of running from the pigs, man that sh** is such a bore Snore , I want more, coach call my number I'ma score, trying to be rich by the summer But of course, I need a bad b**h for the winter Who know why clef gotta be gone 'til November Man, artist, saint, sinner, and an innovator Narcissist and achiever – Ma**ina And f** the other side, man that's just my demeanor Cause fake gra** always greener, I need the- [Hook] [Verse 2] Understand I know my roots, I'm a descendant- Of Uncle Sam & Uncle Luke – money and b**hes p**y and riches, that's all a n***a ever wanted Conscious of critics but I'm just basking in the moment Me and my homies, we trying to make it through the plight Sometimes you got to choose a vice so you can make it through the night n***as popping pills, man these n***as sniffing white I just stick to the pot like rice – Christ! All this ice, I bought the Jesus piece so I could justify the price Lord I know that I ain't right, and I know that I ain't white But I'm still coming for my slice Even if I gotta take it like I'm Martin, that's just life – right? Been M.I.A. at the church But I've been making it work Planted feet, ain't no taking my turf f** the world then skeet on the face of the earth [Hook]