Bedeonb - Never Again

Staring at the blimp, ima have the world by my grip
Like Tony, but I'm never going out like he did
Offer pennies for my thoughts, I could feel the disrespect
Oh well coin toss, flip them pennies to a wish
Fortune, fame, pay the toll, gotta overstand the game
For the fetti, hardheaded, doing shit my own way
Understand, check my senior pic, I always been the man
Niccas looking silly like Craig with the gun in his hand
Hit his girl then I bounce like checks from bad bosses
Told me she just killing time, you ain't got nothing to offer
While She looking in my eyes she could see the wheel of fortune
Big cribs, nice whips, and the view is looking gorgeous
Dont get caught up in my future baby, focus on the moment
Reset her mind, men in black, will smith when I'm on it
Got evicted, had to put all our shit up in the storage
But those hard times made me see the beauty in them losses
Money, bitch I gotta get it
But the legal way, my nicca is you with it
Riches, I need a big kitchen
I cant cook, but I gotta count my chicken
On god, We ain't never going broke again
On god, We ain't never going broke again
Yo, I don't think heard you bro, switch up the flow
Take a breathe of fresh air just to get a natural high
If you question all my actions, you will never get a why
Always played it cool, never had to be the tough guy
He said what in his raps, you know niccas like to lie
Had a dream I was hanging with a rat my dog
Woke up next morning swear to god I cut his ass off
Cuz the hate accumulate when u is what you thought
And these kurt ass niccas tryna steal the secret sauce
But I'm good I dont want beef, Turkey on my bun
Adjustments, clean plate, I still get the job done
Smart nicca but when 808 thump I go dumb
Love to sing its challenging but this rapping shit is fun
And I love a chick who speak with her fists when I do wrong
Not too hood but know the streets well that there turn me on
She gon cheat on her man cuz our history never gone
I be tryna do right but she always egg me on
Money, bitch I gotta get it
But the legal way, my nicca is you with it
Riches, I need a big kitchen
I cant cook, but I gotta count my chicken
On god, We ain't never going broke again
On god, We ain't never going broke again
Iight iight, we getting somewhere, feed em some food for thought
If you tryna read my mind you gon come up with nothing
Just know I dream big and I'm always up to something
more you talk watch your words start to carry less value
Less is more no substance yall just speak at high volumes
If you doubting on yourself please get the fuck from round me
Niccas try to shoot your vision down when they vision cloudy
Poke a hole through your soul cereal it was soggy
Soft spot, vulnerable like damn she really love me
And I knew those grey clouds would turn into sunny
Just like the music gonna turn into money
When I reach all my goals they gon say he got lucky
Thoughts in a white cloud this shit is above me
Money, bitch I gotta get it
But the legal way, my nicca is you with it
Riches, I need a big kitchen
I cant cook, but I gotta count my chicken
On god, We ain't never going broke again
On god, We ain't never going broke again

Written by:
Deon Brown

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