Ransom

[Verse: Complex] I take compliments lightly Just in case they try to spite me Bitches fake way more than likely Smile, but still claim they don't like me Heart full of gas, it passes slightly Pop bottles with my enemies Kindness kills them softly I got money out the asssss They checking my stool I'm a flashy type of person But that's just how I do Money ain't everything Cause money is the only thing Bitch I'm richer than you Bitch I'm sicker than you And my swag is down packed you can't catch this flu Epidemic This verse is authentic That means I got Wanna be's, trynna be. who I'm trynna be Telling yall that I'm gonna be Bigger thann you're imagining Martin Luther, he had a dream And I'm soaring with mines To be this rapping Queen Niggas buzzing off my hive They trynna taste this honey But never getting what's inside See I'd rather get this money Care too much about what's mine And if I like yours, I'll take it See this rap shit is easy I just came to prove I'll make it Grown woman business Leave the bullshit for the children And I'm never holding grudges Just know I'm never forgetting And yall thought I was finished Let me get back to the top I told yall this shit was easy So why the fuck would I stop? Not till I'm on clouds And the top is near Only competition is Nicki.. So the lanes are clear See, Complex is my name And I'm coming for the Kingdom Fuck the crown, I sport a Halo Just to flaunt my wisdom Where my wand at? Baby hand me that I'm casting spells on this track Can you handle that? Drake and Wayne killed it once But I brought it back to life Now I pass my baby Chuckie This muhh fucking pipe So we can sit back Relax and smoke Think about the times When we ain't have shit But shit now I'm rich So you know I sleep real nice I remember when I took you people for your shit So glad I glo'd up Now I take you suckas for the ring pops you is Real don't fucking claim they real Real just get right up and go Ain't gotta speak my truth My truth speaks for its fucking self Keep telling yall I'm Complex Can't wait to watch my album sell Off the shelves My shit platinum Independent artist? Wow I may mention things I don't have God it's a thank you in advance Cause I live, breathe, through your hands If I keep pleasing you, I'll stand Up so much higher than them I know, I know I'm the man But the whole world is omitted To how I be fucking killing These 808s, beats and buildings I shut it down, upon entering Don't walk alone, I'm with plenty In case some faces need fixing This life I'm made for, that's fitting I'm finna' rack up these riches I meannnn.. look at me Beautiful as can be Foundation never smears my sleeve My skin is flawless, there's no need Unless I'm a kill the scene Then Nai will have my face beat In my own skin On ten times ten That's how it feels To feel like me And . I'm . still . go - ing . in But I'm a wrap it up Basically all I mean Is that hip hop is stuck Here to revive the shit That allows my life to love Fu fu ass music My generation's bound to suck.. So I'm a suck em' up And blow em' back wisdom I'm in it classy not trashy But excuse my French a lot I do make mistakes But believe I handle mine Again, my name is Complex Take it all The world is mine I said my name is Complex Want it all Every dollar sign