EZ

Let's go, I know how to do it
We're not beginners, we take risks and you don't see it
True, don't rush, separate my percentage
And tie up your boat, I see loose ends
Someone who thought I was done must suck it now

She calls me, calls me on the phone
And I treat her the same as the Orange one
Your label is a ball pit full of spoiled kids
I only see snobs like Funzo & Baby Loud fans' parents

Shit, EZ chill out
I don't chill out, I want the stacks in my Santander account
That's how they'll understand me, who's gonna start
My iPhone is full of bars, call me bartender

Wayyy better than all of you niggas
Fakeee that Hublot, no need to say it
Watch how I narrate it, these are notes for your life
It's EZ for your car like Yeezy for Adidas

For the money, for the label, for the check
I'm here
For the job, for the fear, for the leather
I'm here
For the silver, for the copper, for the gold
I'm here
For when everything gets ugly

I have more songs written than you on Spotify
I buy more beats than clothes I don't need when I go shopping
I don't know what I'm saying, they send me packages, I don't go shopping
It seems like I'm higher than Carlo Ancelotti's left eyebrow

Damn, I'm from Betis like Borja and Bellerín
I fuck a lot and eat well, barely check my DMs
I live life calmly, even when they shoot at me
Rap pays my bills and that's more than I dreamed of

They see me coming and they get nervous
The south breaks through, a couple of hits
Look at the charts, I'm not making it up
What I listen to is Canary
Almost African, that's why I defend myself

Hey, a question
Where is your favorite artist when you really need them?
When things get tough and you need a push, where are they?

For the money, for the label, for the check
I'm here
For the job, for the fear, for the leather
I'm here
For the silver, for the copper, for the gold
I'm here
For when everything gets ugly