“Return on Stocks”- written by Cota Mati

Lyrics: I don’t think you understand how much my brain covers You think of number plates I think of tail numbers You the weak link in this chain of command Still couldn’t reach me if you raised your address My fans are witnesses the lord knows this Instead of dropping a Verse I dropped a prognosis The flow is immaculate my words always penetrate Your ears then ejaculate…you all know this Forget the sex talk they never saw me coming I don’t let an ex walk unless they saw me cumming Unlike an Xbox I don’t play for nothing If I’m in the text boss just know that script has money They actively seeking means to weaken me I’m actively seeking means to a richer me I can smell the fragrance …smell of wealth intensified I got double agents…intel is verified The enemy of my enemy ain’t shit to me The remedy to enemies is found six feet deep I hope you following Ain’t no interest on the time that they borrowing ain’t no girl can blow my mind unless she swallowing Ain’t no girl can steal my heart unless it’s kidnapping Trafficking, carry my kids like a cargo ship My heart is a matter of national security Cash in transit is the only thing seducing me I’m turned on by assets and equity Turned off by caskets and poverty Employee of the month in my own company If the rap game was a child I’d have the custody The love I have for the game is eternal The love I have for you rappers is paternal But love to me is a foreign policy But the lust in me is never hard to see My only focus is on risk to reward ratio My only combat was I ran with my own demons My current battle is to live life for a cause As opposed to living life like a boss I wonder if they can fathom the quandaries That contradiction creates But I know who the father is and he’s the one that creates My time has a barcode soul darker than charcoal Only time I need company is when there’s return on stocks sold Reciprocal relationships Fill up the gap in the vacancy They say I’m very transactional But the world is transactional To live on a piece of land you pay for the piece of land To die and rest on a piece of land you pay for that piece of land It’s even expensive to die gang Life itself is a mind game They want me gone Out of the picture Burry me now and I’ll only get bigger Ignorance is bliss but it creates powerlessness What you don’t know will kill you coz you lack awareness Did you know our government was hired by us? That politicians can only get fired by us? Enough about current affairs I’ll sweep it if it’s shaved ,those are carpet affairs My tongue does more than put words together Let’s merge our feathers like two birds together And pray when Jesus comes he will come forever Coz these seasons only last long as the weather Cota Mati caught a body this time even the beat had to shed a tear Even the Feds had to shed a tear Written by Cota Mati