Supply N Demand - MemoTheMafioso

Ridin' round in the city with a bag on me

I remember bein' broke, now I pass on 'em

You all cap, you be lyin' and we know that

He claim he baller but only drippin' where his nose at

Money be the drug, I don’t need to do the Prozac

I’m focused on the Franklin, you be worried where the hoes at

Bitch, I’m the man, I really am what I am

I’m a D1 player while you play from the stands

I ain’t never goin' broke, it’s supply and demand

A lot of fiends for the dope while I’m fiendin' for bands

Make plays, touchdown, flip and do it again

I really got it on my own, nobody holdin' my hand

Nah, fuck that, I don’t need nobody helpin' me out

Praise a motherfuckin' real, I get us all out the drought

I’m my mama’s only son, been the man of the house

A loaded thing up on the dresser, couple stuffed in the couch

And if you know then you know, I don’t say too much

A ten-piece, one week is something you ain’t touch

You either love me or you don’t

I don’t give no fucks

I only focus on a go, the whole team get a buck

I keep my eye on the ball, I ain’t never finna fumble

Runnin' play after play

Bet what you make, I’m makin' double

Goin' hard on the paint

Oh, you think I’m finna stumble?

Word to JC, there ain’t no poodles in the jungle, on God

Never understood y’all frauds

I crack seals, crack jaws, and we crack all broads

I treat a bitch like a strap, she get to used and then tossed

Tryna cross one of us, we make 'em eat with a straw

But that’s enough of that

You throw me anything, I’m finna double that

I started sellin' grams

Now we movin' by the bundle packs

Been down bad and I’m always gon' remember that

My struggle’s a blessing because it got me where the fuck I’m at

I know they wonder how I do it

Yeah, they want to know

How I paved my own lane, I know they take notes

Sometimes you finna take a L but that’s the way it goes

It’s how you turn it to a dove that really matters most

I know they speakin' on my name, but what they doin' though?

It be the ones who doin' nothing always say the most

The whole team touchin' cake, I ain’t tryna boast

Before we make it to the top, let me give a toast

This for all my loved ones, I wouldn’t want no others

Can’t wait to get us out the mud

Especially my mother

Shoutout to Wop

Shoutout to Stacks

Shoutout to all my brothers

And this for everybody doubtin', fuck all of you busters

Whole team get into it, tell me where you at

I don’t even gotta brag, you can check the stats

Bitch, I only care about the facts

Said I’ma talk my shit until the day I get whacked, I’m gone