On the bright side, I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people
They just come around (talk that noise)
But if they start to talkin' all that noise, I'ma shut 'em down, yah
Talk that noise, I'ma push you to the side
F out my DMs, I'm just tryna live my life
You can not compete with me, I stay cold, bruh
Venomous benefits I'm meaner than king cobra
Excellence prevalent like Jehovah, but I'm holier
Drippin' flavor, skippin' haters
I'm racin' for the gold
And I'll never fold, burnin' vivid like the stars now
You can not catch up to me
Like skrrt
Vroom-vroom, say bye to bitches
On the brighter side, I got a lighter in me
You got pints of henny and designer linens
I got fire in me that been shinin' silly like, damn, chill
Hit 'em with a Advil
Headaches, yeah man how's that feel?
Handshakes my way on some dap shit
Bet you mad still broke bonds like a bad deal
Get a tad real and you backin' away
Shit I'm still the old me like from back in the day
You know lil' AP with a laugh in his face
Your whole crew got me dead like I'm passin' away, ay, ay
I never looked away from the flashin' lights
Look 'em in the face 'til the grave and they have me like
On the bright side, I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people, they just come around
But if they start to talkin' all that noise, I'ma shut 'em down
On the bright side, I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people, they just come around
But if they start to talkin' all that noise, I'ma shut 'em down (yah)
I don't ruminate in shade, I just cast it all
I heard the light that's burning twice as bright lasts half as long
An astronaut
Planting flags in binary stars, write more than Asimov
Priceless oil painting portraits of me line the palace walls
Protagonist of film noir
Self-proclaimed lady killer
Tinder match with femme fatales
Forgo friendship, fake the feelings
Fabricated synergy, these strangers speaking white noise
But I can silence them by pulling digits out this bright void
Yo
Flippin' samples on a weeknight
Lit by candles and street lights
From watchin' the stars
To shot in the dark
Now everything seems bright, yeah
Neon signs inside my eyelids 'til the break of dawn
Your fav' MC is payin' me for makin' beats I'd slay him on
Talking noise we ain't
Gon' hear 'em
I been wit' my gang like
Akira
Block 'em out like Rothko paintings
When they try to slide inside
My DMs
No sleep, writin' out ninth cords
With bass notes and the sound of synths
I breathe life into cyborgs
With an inkstone and a fountain pen, like yuh
On the bright side, I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people, they just come around
But if they start to talkin' all that noise, I'ma shut 'em down
On the bright side, I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people, they just come around
But if they start to talkin' all that noise, I'ma shut 'em down
Is it Heaven or Hell, boy?
The family's in jail, boy
You gotta get the money so you postin' their bail, boy
Gotta have the crib or you're stuck as the bell boy
If you really 'bout your shit
Then there's nothing to tell, boy
Like are you a dreamer, boy?
Are you the cleanest, boy?
Catch me with the pack
We be whippin' the beamers, boy
Fuck yo' noise
I be flexin' with the headphones
She be sneakin', no Touch-Tone
Really out when the sun's low
See the scoobies then you ruh-roh (boom)
Uh-oh, don't testify
Put a dog in the pen like you set to fly
Ops shooting like who alive, best to die
So I put aside you and I'm next to ride
Take a good long look, I don't do no photos
Put a hood on with a few new logos
Set a mood wrong, but I still lose polos
Drop a loose song cop a place out in soho
Aviators on with the retrofitted sakura shades
I'm really out lost in waves
Can't bounce on the beat, that's Austin's way
But I'm still here tryna boss up my wage
Need payment, bitches
I don't rap for fun
Future bright, like a Catholic nun
Fragrance on me when I spilt the rum
Flagrant with it, we just hit and run
On the bright side, I got all this money in my pockets now
Had to cop a PayPal card just to get it out
I don't even know like half these people, they just come around
But if they start to talkin' all that noise, I'ma shut 'em down (yah)