Feelings + Money

VERSE 1: Nick Da
Bick

I take my shoes off when I smoke, just in case it's laced
Take all of my feelings and shove them inside a pillow case
Feelings equals money that's why I hide that shit
Never ask how I'm doin' ‘cause you can tell by my fit, that's right
I wear emotions on my sleeves, Gucci on my linen but when I pull up you leave
Underneath the sleeves of my shirt are tricks psyching people out
Feelings plus money equals drip while you in a drought like Southern Cali
You dry like your skin. You say you're ‘bout that trap shit but this ain't “Juice and Gin”
The only trap shit that you on is Milton Bradley
Playin mouse trap with your bro's but actin scary
Feelings plus the moola equals shit that I carry
Different personalities, not acting Jim Carrey

VERSE 2: Lapowski

Every fucking day I hate waking up, shit
I'm tired of being broke and feeling worthless
The curse is, I can't find my purpose
I went to college for some shit but was it even worth it?
Now I let my words spit
For what?
To be mocked and fuckin' cursed at?
Fuck that! Bitch I'ma show you where the hurts at, where you at fuck boy?
Got a lesson to teach you and I promise you it won't last long
See, Society ain't fuckin' with a guy like me
A reject lost up in the crowd of sheep is all you see
My smile tells a lie because I'm not happy
This imbalance up in my brain is what took over me
Feelings plus money got me actin' sorta funny, but if you cancel out the feelings well then that just leaves money
And money buys a lot of drugs that's all up in my tummy
Stomach rumblin, tumblin down my nose be stayin' runnin'

VERSE 3: Hecky Heck$

Money and feelings
Feelings and money
Got my head on the Bible, forgive those upon me
Don't know whats the future
I just feel for my junior
A legend Chef Hecky and I'm gon' ride for my shooters
Stay focused on motives, don't give a fuck bitch I wrote it
Pray for my pops, for his son he on 'lone shit
Stay focused, don't fold it
I care for control, and
If a mother fucker sprayin', bye bye, you imploded
Chaotic commotion...

(Nick Da
Bick): ...Go buy you some lotion, you dry as the ocean in Arizona
The higher we floatin' the greater we gloatin', you can't be humble if you're slick talkin' lame
Gimme my money hold the pennies to your name, i said

(Hecky Heck$): Gimme my money hold the pennies to your name
A comma won't change shit but a period of fame, i said

(Nick Da
Bick & Hecky Heck$) Gimme my money hold the pennies to your name, a comma won't change shit but a period of fame