MONUMENTAL ft. Leez & Red-Aux Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, I don't wanna have to work to eat

My shit too fuckin' elite, my game too fuckin' complete

I dug this shit from the streets for real, my mama and them gotta eat

Got talent you really can't teach for real, your bitch got the shit on repeat

I clean up under my nails, got that hammer if it don't go well

In band, I learn my scales, and now we got bands, gotta put on a scale

To count, nigga, ring that bell, we out

Only thing I smell is accounts, only thing I smell is a mouse

Yeah, like a waitress, we bringin' them out

Who was hatin'? Man, single them out

Got a M in a single account

Minimum wage, I can make more when I'm up on the stage

Flippin' the page on niggas that sleepin

Niggas be switchin' up every four seasons

Bitch said she mad, but don't know the reason

I know she the devil, but claim she be preachin

That's okay, though, been hated all my life

Start to feel like Durk and J. Cole

Yeah, Turks and Caicos, where we take our vacations

You know I'm the best in the nation

Believe I'm all in the playlist

I don't throw up no B's, we A-list

Yeah, I invented how to ball like Naismith

Yeah, bend it over from the back tell her take it

Got her grabbing on the sheets so I know she ain't faking

Yeah, I'm wakin' up and gettin' to the motherfuckin' bacon

Woke up presidential, Clay Aiken

Evidence at your temple, you shaking

Yeah, this shit residential

Mm-mm, that shit is residential