[Intro: Numbers Game]
Hopefully this is the last one
Well maybe not, I'm having fun
For real
[Verse 1: Numbers Game]
Told you niggas shit would come around
Now that shit done bout to go around
I don't need no referee to see that all you niggas foul
Shit is wild
Don't know how much longer I may be around
Need to smile
Cause ain't nothing funny six feet underground
Shit is wild
Life is just so fucking short
Days go by like what the fuck
I was 13 like just two weeks ago
I'm grown as fuck
Time is just so relative
Life is just so relative
All about perceptive
Man niggas ain't accepting this
No they will not bump my shit
Got way too much real in it
This shit make you think of shit
And no one like to think of shit
Life a lie, I'm sick of it
Tear this motherfucker down
Rebuild that bitch up, brick by brick
Brick by brick
[Refrain]
Green, green, green
Green, green, green
[Verse 2: Stract & Numbers Game]
Been a minute since I camе around
I been laying down these versеs using paper pen and words
To state my name and what my purpose is
I'm paperbound, but I'm not thinking about my bank account
I'm thinking bout the pages I'm facing on days I'm breaking down
I face them now
I remember when I'd wait it out and pace around
Looking to escape and find which way is out
I'm braver now
Got a lot of things that I done prayed for now
I'm saved from drowning, how could I ever just let it weigh me down?
You niggas is tripping a big wheeler truck
I know these niggas is stuck
Living the minimal vision as fuck
People are lost, don't know who to trust
Got enough pressure to bust
Nigga know that I gotta get it going, show them the light it's a must
Sick of niggas thinking shit is all about balling
Finna be switching it up
Aye, switching it up
Ripping it 'til I am visibly climbing the pinnacle up
Feeling invincible when I'm delivering
Every syllable's critical, trust
It's never minimal, minimal vision is pitiful
I'm not your typical, uh
I'm wishing for miracles, miracles be what we're hearing
When Numbers and me whipping up
[Refrain]
Green, green, green
Green, green, green
[Verse 3: Burgettii]
Is this thing on? Yeah
Never was ‘bout getting rich
That was just privilege, it’s
Been a couple minutes since
I lost a little sanity
But that was just the ignorance
From hanging with some whistle dicks
Complaining they can’t get they shits
Banging like a missile hit
Raining on a crippled ship
See how I just painted that?
Gave them something picturative
Served it like a kitchen dish
Vegan, but we made a date
I ordered the fish and chips
We know there’s a plate at stake
So who’s gon’ take initiative?
See that’s just such a usual game
There’s only a few that came
Close to make it on the team
Rest just tend to fault defeat
Told ‘em all get off of me
Buzzing when I fall asleep
Wake up like a coffee bean
Haters hate to say I made a way
And did it all for me
Hit ‘em with that clever flow
Welcome to my special show
Sometimes gotta set the tone
Something like a metronome
Tell my why this is such a headache
For a severed throat
Cut ‘em off and let ‘em go
I’m just passionate
Who knew there’d be cash in it?
This was all an accident
And now my wreaking havoc, bitch
And some of y’all ain’t having it
‘Cause you ain’t made it half as quick
Showed ‘em where my actions get
Now I’m looking at the fridge
Knowing that I’ll never starve
I think that’s the better part
Now it’s time to spread the art
Give ‘em a successful start
Set the spark, ignite the flow
I don’t mind to rhyme with folks
But now it’s time to climb a rope
A 9 to 5 applies to those who try to go
