Racks In My Wallet

(Verse 1) Young sire I probably need a princess I never play around all these rappers are in recess Girls put me in the friend zone Said I was like a brother Now im fucking em' Does that still count as incest My swaggers got em impressed I lift the beat like a bench press Genesi is underground but most rappers under us The shit I musterd Got their minds fucking clustered You just heard the sickest shit,that has ever hit the market My nigga dont start shit Before you end in a carcass Or in a coffin more often than not Youll just end up coughing From my sick ass flow You know where this goes I reference a metaphor about how your style is old But this isnt generic rap,well it kind of is Atleast I acknowledge it You get it,heres your college credit Generation y,im not asking a question People heres a suggestion Dont sleep on me,too much resting (Hook) You know man I be ballin Hoes and banks I be callin Money coming no stalin Genesi man no stalin Man what do you call it When you could just put all in I don't know man but I got mad racks in my wallet Racks up in my wallet Racks up in my wallet If this isnt good then nigga what do you call it Racks up in my wallet Racks up in my wallet You know I be ballin Broads and hoes they be callin (Verse 2) Headphones on,keep my head down Yes I make it rain so bitches gonna drown Remember when I used to be the class clown Im making jokes all the way to the bank now Hey now thomas do you have to be cocky Mom is like papi tu ne tienes que ensenal el dinero Pero ma,I wanna be a rapper damn it And the only obstacle I have is haters Yes I might be a virgin but fuck it Live till I hit the bucket Ill be lucky if I get to do everything on my list But shit,if I dont,ill continue it in heaven Or hell,I might aswell Only time will tell Father time is in my ear Telling me to live swell Mom said I should go to yale Almost ended up in jail For some stupid shit,but thats the past Today is the present Lets get some presents my peers This is the mixtape of the year Psyche (Hook) You know man I be ballin Hoes and banks I be callin Money coming no stalin Genesi man no stalin Man what do you call it When you could just put all in I don't know man but I got mad racks in my wallet Racks up in my wallet Racks up in my wallet If this isnt good then nigga what do you call it Racks up in my wallet Racks up in my wallet You know I be ballin Broads and hoes they be callin (Verse 3) Extroardinaily phenomal Lines are serious and comical Its the loser who got confident Who practically got sloppy rich Used to be clean,then I hung with the cool kids And started doin all the shit I said that was really stupid Now im here,t.a.c Look at who I became Almost everyone knows my name And its real hard to explain How I did it Basically guess im different Took a long time to listen Many years that ive been mixing And recording It was boring Saved up for a pair of jordans Found out I couldn't afford them Found out they were not important Everything turns out opposite of what you expect Money came to collect Now I got some respect No more holding blank checks El dinero is shining Ima rapper in my prime But in do time Ill become something bigger Oh shit now im that nigha Go figure Genesi leader ima mother fucking genious goddamn (Hook) You know man I be ballin Hoes and banks I be callin Money coming no stalin Genesi man no stalin Man what do you call it When you could just put all in I don't know man but I got mad racks in my wallet Racks up in my wallet Racks up in my wallet If this isnt good then nigga what do you call it Racks up in my wallet Racks up in my wallet You know I be ballin Broads and hoes they be callin