E.B.T The Welfare Tool

[Vocal Style: Gritty Trap Rap] [Verse 1 ] My money ain't green, it's a card, black and plastic Swipe it at the Kroger, benefits gone?, don't give me static Tax bracket high, but my gas always low, just like a fart, Section Eight got the rent covered, and that's just the start, Used to sling dope, now I'm slingin' the forms, the new hustle My CPA filed a 1099 for my struggle, And the highnas all turn their heads every time I flex a muscle (And thats on the real my Ngga!) [Verse 2 ] Walk around with confidence in my knock-off brand tee Three hundred dollars saved up for the week, ain't nobody need to see (Know what I'm sayin'?) They look at the old car, they don't see the cash I stack My shorty gives me brain, while I got one hand between her lap The landlord callin', say the rent late, I just laugh Got a teacher on retainer for the food stamp math (hoe) Investin' in rahmen, sellin' it back, a whole new scheme Snatch ya check, call the landlord, now you sleepin' on the curb, (Naw mean?) [Chorus ] EBT, the Welfare tool, yeah, the blueprint for easy street Max out the benefits, live beyond your means, that's the Welfare dream Whole paycheck hit different when it's just the side money, dawg We the Welfare Mafia, better get to hoppin', or I'll run you over, frog [Verse 3] They audit the books, say my income is not makin' sense I tell the lady I got nine kids and need to pay the rent She check the file, see the dependents, she don't ask no more I'm gettin' benefits off cousins I ain't seen since '04 I'm drivin' the Cutlass, rust holes look like bullet wounds But inside I got the leather seats, blarin' my ghetto tunes I pay the church tithe with a crumpled five and then I'm gone The Lord look out for the wicked—that's the hustle I'm on [Verse 4 ] The system think they slick, they got the cameras up on me, though They watchin' what I cop, but they don't see the cash flow, hoe I flip the government cheese into a brick of the finest dope Sell it to the suburbs, and got my baby mama piping' throat Got a crib in the hood, but my yacht is in a tax-free haven The caseworker think I'm broke, she lookin' at what I was savin' New Jordans on my feet, they think I'm livin' rough and low-key They ain't see the crypto farm I runnin' out the basement, see? [Chorus] EBT, the Welfare tool, yeah, the blueprint for easy street Max out the benefits, live beyond your means, that's the Welfare dream Whole paycheck hit different when it's just the side money, dawg We the Welfare Mafia, better get to hoppin', or I'll l run you over, frog [Hook] Yeah, the money low, but the pussy high, that's the real trap Catch me at the ATM, gettin' cash back, then take a nap Yeah, the money low, but the pussy high, that's the real trap Catch me at the ATM, gettin' cash back, then take a nap [verse 6] They track the card transactions, but they don't see the dark web sales I turn the food stamps to bitcoin, blowin' wind out of their sails I found a store that runs the EBT for seventy cents on the dollar I take the cash, buy the cheap gas, I'm the fiscal scholar I got five different pin numbers, five different fake identities The Government ain't a person, so this ain't hurtin' nobody I treat the benefits like seed money, plant it, watch the stacks grow tall You think it's food assistance? Nah, it's seed money for the fall [Verse 7] I got that court order for support, but I pay it back in cash, man They can't trace the transaction, I'm runnin' a smooth-ass scam I pay the child's mother five dollars, just enough to keep the case closed But the state still cuttin' her checks, that's where the real money flows I claim the kids half the time, she claim 'em the other half, it's a win/win The dependency loop is gold, I got the paper stackin' begin ( I tell the caseworker my job shut down, they just sigh and nod I'm gettin' paid for not workin', lookin' like a financial god [Chorus ] EBT, the Welfare tool, yeah, the blueprint for easy street Max out the benefits, live beyond your means, that's the Welfare dream Whole paycheck hit different when it's just the side money, dawg We the Welfare Mafia, better get to hoppin', or I'll run you over, frog [Verse 8] I signed up for community college, ain't been to class in a year But the Pell Grant hit the account, now I'm sippin' expensive beer The loans came through to cover "books," that's my new car stereo fund I dropped out of four degrees, the government still think I'm on a run They think I'm workin' on a thesis, I just work the FAFSA page That grant's my 9-to-5, man, Sallie Mae payin' for me to get laid. [Hook] Yeah, the money low, but the pussy high, that's the real trap Catch me at the ATM, gettin' cash back, then take a nap Yeah, the money low, but the pussy high, that's the real trap Catch me at the ATM, gettin' cash back, then take a nap "An AI Welfare Beat"