Connery
Ain't it funny how the money make a man throw a tantrum
All up in his head like he Samson
Damn son I meant Swanson um pardon the jest
I'm dumb, but I knew that it started with S
I'm a comic working that topic to death
Wanna go Pop you work harder at less
Be a product, fans ain't hard to impress
And in the end you may get a purple heart on your chest
Ain't that right Seth Rogen, Tesla rolling
"Couldn't care less about the five you're blowin"
Young MC's still playing with cars
While someone like me is still playing these bars
"I Don't mind you coming here, and wasting all my time"
Delegating punch-lines, that's so bland
For a dedicated bunch call 'em pack-o-stans- funny
Who are the ones who pretend their the sun
And the answer to all of their whims- money?
Rappers they live in a gimmick
And I'll give that script uninhibited merit
Incriminate parents intimidate clerics
See rap's like that invite 'em in
Forcing multi's vitamins
I call it G.O.A.T. cheese for idol men
Go broke at both knees to idol them
Please B what's the price point of these Yeezey's you conning me
Ain't putting my feet in those Connery's you teasing me you ornery
Damn and you wanna be the honoree man ain't you seen the economy
And you want me to honor you but I bought your tunes man- honor me
And they bought your shoes now honor them cus they wore those two like armor
Then somebody came fully armed to them and said run those jewels and moccasins
Moccasins I ain't mocking sins they say that we all got a lot within in
Like a bank with full drawers my option is
I can take and do wrong or not with them ends
Men can rot within when they pay for more then they depositing
Now I ain't LeCrae but I ain't that Cray
Gotta thank the good Lord for dropping in
Dropping in, dropping in
Gotta thank the good Lord for dropping in
Dropping in, dropping in
Gotta thank the good Lord for dropping in
Dropping in, dropping in
Gotta thank the good Lord for dropping in
Dropping in, dropping in
Gotta thank the good Lord for dropping in