A remix to ScHoolboy Q's - Break The Bank that intersects crime, poverty, and the need for reparations and economic empowerment for the African Diaspora of the United States.
lyrics
(Verse 1)
Who let my monsters up out the fortress?
No peace of mind; I was haunted
by money schemes in my portrait
I see you dreaming, you want it
America, why you gotta keep the Black man down?
But if karma’s fire returning, shit it might go down
Wanna see my locked in a room full of killers
Boxed in a tomb with my niggas
History’s soon to forget us
Just stay true and relentless
You know I’m tryna change the world
Make a better place
But I can barely feed myself
Gotta scrape the plate
I aint gotta cent
Tryna pay the rent
Bills keep piling up
Might have to hit a lick
And break the bank
(Verse 2)
Surviving poverty
It’s odd to see my odyssey
The god in me has conquered
all these demons that be wandering
I’m back on my flow
Act like you know
That you are now a witness
To higher consciousness
No competition when I kick it
Just a week ago, it was all good
Momma told me son,
you gotta make it out the hood
I ride for my niggas
Real power’s rooted in knowledge
From the city of broken dreams
Guns, money, and violence
So its one for the money
Two for the show
Show me where the bricks
Or the gun gotta blow
One for the money, Two for the grip
Oh no, young nigga really with the shit
One for the money, two for the show
Young nigga, what would you do for the money
One for the money, two for the show
Young nigga, what would you do for the money
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