Isaac Quazzo - Crooked Math
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Look at that
Would you look at that?
Someone tryna take all of the money
That's some crooked math
You been at the table for a year and pay the rookie tax
I gave you a chance and then I took it back
Nothin' ever makes sense if you make cents
Money making fake fans
Tryna make friends
Doesn't feel okay when the money train ends
Living out a civic but you love it in the Benz
Got the pastora makin' more money than the rappers
But it's always sunny in the rafters
Homie got the henny in the jet, he gettin' plastered
Tellin' me on Sunday "put the money in the basket"
Every single penny that I got is God's money
So I gotta stop runnin'
I've been stackin' up my pennies
Bet He got a box of 'em
Tryin' to buy a mansion with the change
I'mma get a mansion either way
Let me tell you 'bout it
Look at that
Would you look at that?
Someone tryna take all of the money
That's some crooked math
You been at the table for a year and pay the rookie tax
I gave you a chance and then I took it back
Nothin' ever makes sense if you make cents
Money making fake fans
Tryna make friends
Doesn't feel okay when the money train ends
Living out a civic but you love it in the Benz
Got the pastora makin' more money than the rappers
But it's always sunny in the rafters
Homie got the henny in the jet, he gettin' plastered
Tellin' me on Sunday "put the money in the basket"
Every single penny that I got is God's money
So I gotta stop runnin'
I've been stackin' up my pennies
Bet He got a box of 'em
Tryin' to buy a mansion with the change
I'mma get a mansion either way
Let me tell you 'bout it
