The Learning
[Verse 1: Money Mac]

[Verse 2: Jay Rick$]
They said reap what you sow
So I sew perfection
I'm fly as hell
Bitches think I'm bomb like 9/11
Ain't no checking
What I repping
Got the tech and the 11
Make a nigga go to heaven
I'm a kind killer
Looking in the fucking mirror
That's my only competition
I got bitches on my bitches
And all them bitches on my dizznick
I got niggas in the kitchen
Baking soda and they whipping
If we find a nigga snitching
Then you we got to kill em
If the 12 come to my house
I don't know bout his whereabouts
Just a nigga trynna live
And even stack them large amounts
I be moving in and out
But once you in there ain't no out
Just like if she swallow seeds
When my dick be in her mouth
Arh
Shawty do her thang
Ooo she wildin' wildin'
I'm fly as a plane
Check how I be stylin'
Shitting on these lames
Where the fucking toilets
I don't know no names
Except my bank accounts
And ima ride with who I walked with
And ima feast with who I starved with
I'll ball with whoever I got it all
And even when you eating keep on stacking like you starving
Damn
Now listen I ain't even finished
Jeezus & Mac cooked the track now pass the skillet
[Verse 3: Jay Rick$ & Money Mac]
Gotta grind hard cause I ain't seeing nothing new
Trynna have bad bitches all surrounded by the pool
I'm steady counting money so my fingers start to bruise
And I'm trynna have the biggest house on the avenue

Never rolling backwards
Only rolling with the swishers
Mac roll with dutches
& you know I got them bitches
Flow too viscous
Bitch you know that we them niggas