Islander - Black Scorpion

Stackin' benjis till the rubber band pops
Sippin' lean till you feel your heart stop
Stackin' benjis till the rubber band pops
Sippin' lean till you feel your heart stop

Too busy taking bars never writing em
Too busy flying first class to get high again, getting high again
Too caught up in the bankrolls to see you ain't the most, no you ain't the goat
Now you lost your flow just to catch the snow
The ice ain't cold as it was before

I know (I know) this ain't really you
I know (I know)
I wanna know who you really are

Stackin' Benjis till the rubber band pops
Sippin' lean till you feel your heart stop
Stackin' Benjis till the rubber band pops
Sippin' lean till you feel your heart stop

Ahhhh the bass still drops
But you're not as hot
Too busy cashing bank checks no matter what the cost
You ain't the boss, no

I know (I know) this ain't really you

Was it worth the flex when you stacked the deck with them aces high and still lost the bet?
You can't pass the test, you can't find respect
I ain't trying to hate
Now it's off my chest

I know (I know) this ain't really you
I wanna know who you really are
If we take your mask away, will you even have a face?
I wanna know who you really are