Dinero Brodie - Lord Knows Lyrics

Stay with heavy metal, Ima slipknot it
Six rockets
Lay toast to the track, the flow is hypnotic
Smokin' on some exotic, whippin' in that big body
Neck and wrist is thick with so much ice,
Remember nights when I had lint pockets
Custom is my shoes, yeah
Custom is my jewels, yeah
Say they stand on ten, but I control the ones and twos, yeah
Go ahead, make your money, mess with me and make the news, yeah
I'm a sore winner, that's cause I don't like to lose, yeah
Legacy cemented, took this pen and paid penance

Live that life where you don't want no love like you was playin' tennis
Different beast, the same menace
Mary Jane, the main fetish
I love gettin' green, I turn that cheese into romaine lettuce
Let me show you who I had to be to become who I wanna
I'm the calm before the storm, but also I'm gon' rain thunder
I cut people off, but still got people I put wings under
Need enough to change the world, I'm thinkin' of a big number

Ones, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Thousands, hundred thousands, millions, billions
They want what you have, but that want don't stop it
Do you get it
Do you understand me now
I mean, really

I know what they want, I seen that green turn people true evil
Sharp to those who snake, I get the point like it was two needles
Why you bein' fake
I smoke you like shake
Mouth is steady heavy, but your pockets really lightweight
My neck is a ice tray
Keep all of my D's low, so I got ice in my veins
Keep it in compartment if they not really compadres
I'm the type defyin' life, just tryna live gigante
Soldier might just make the chopper sing like it's Beyonce
Nicki fans are called barbs, cause they be barbaric
I can't see the future, but I play all of my cards tarot
Skills are like the island, I be gettin' by on all merits
Diamonds be what's up, doc, shinin' bright with all carrots
I ain't get to this from sittin' down, I been a busy beaver
As a boy, I taught myself to write from bein' a steady reader
Listen close, cause we are not alike, I'm like a ready leader
Every time you get up on that mic, you just a heavy breather
Mind stay clouded, I'm the prisoner of my own thoughts
That's the reason why my actions loud, but I still won't talk
Fire in my belly, but at night I take the cold walk
In a sea of minnows with this money, I'm a loan shark
Mama proud, cause I got money, and I'm humble as it gets
But Lord knows I got too much talent, not be out here gettin' rich
Lord knows I love my wife more than my life, that's heavy shit
Lord knows she got a lot, but even more goes to my kid