Black Economics (feat. Mosel) (Explicit)

Black economics

Black, black economics

Black economics

Black, black economics

Shit

First rule

Make the money, don't let the money make you

Remember every breakdown's benchmarks for breakthroughs

If you down to listen, there's some lessons simply true

Living proof

Money equals power

Power equals control

Control equals success

You are capable

You are powerful

Remain humble

Anything is possible

God's overabundance will shower you

The spirit of giant ancestors will tower you

The deadliest demons cannot devour you

Living your truth

Living proof

It's gon' take trust and faith to win at this rat race

Nipsey Hussle said it's a marathon

Just gotta keep pace

Baby keep up the pace

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

The Emerald Tablets

In my tongue's palace

Sufi De La Lodge

That's the final challenge

Lead by example

My whole life is a brand

Got off course

But I was in high school developing business plans

School of hard knocks

Punches took 'em on the chin

Some by my friends

Some caused by others

Some attracted through sin

But I'm just a drop in the ocean

It's music for every emotion

Praying this road is blessed by this Sufi sauce potion

I love you

I love you

I love myself

I love you

I love you

I love myself

I love you

I love you

I love myself

I love you

We talkin' bout that

We blessed 'em with that

We did it with them

What's meant to be?

Wallahi

Who got it tucked with the Moe

Tell the spinnaker

Philly to Detroit

Raw, raw shit

I live a raw state

Raw state

Descendants of Mansa Musa

I'm in the mix with a pistol

But it's a judge

Shell, same size of a Koopa

White bitch out of East Falls

She hike trails

I'm like sippin' kombucha

On rear jack with a ten on the Oakleys

Like a state trooper

My bag full of Russia

I'm on the field like I hate future

My bitch first class out of St. Lucia

She hate hookah

These rap niggas be frauds

I just love how they'll fake shoot ya

I pull up 100 deep like Meek on live

When I rate boosters

Pray to Allah I won't take it too far

Press a button with a soldier

Who took shahada at Jumar

Who repented for his actions are mollusks

We slide in two cars

The infidel who blaspheme

He spoke words against God

Then it's Kufar

It's black economics

That's going on white like Umar

It's pot talk like Lemon Meringue

Or the rhubarb

It's black economics

Black brains just a wave

I'm pressing buttons for Sonar

I can't tell you how we did it

Just go hard

Niggas watch us move

And they try to go full bars

But I guess imitation's a form of flattery

Could better weight up the world on my shoulder

But pray for the Lord to carry me

For the D's I went to the kitchen

And turned Sarah Lee

And went from the Bando to the B&B

Let's in peace B&B

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