[Lyric] Dilemma (Denz (2))

[Intro]
Yeah
This is Denz
Let's go

[Verse 1]
I'm just a product of wealth and the blessings
Though I stay modest, it's best you don't test me
22 Savage, I'm tryna become
The best that I can be, like burgers at Wendy's
I'm keepin' it square and I gotta stay crispy (Yeah)
Got me a barber shaping my lines
So maybe that's why I'm better at aging
Youth as my harbour, I cannot waste time with this dating
Stayed in the booth with the mic
Although I do manage It feels like I need me an agent
Tryna 'cause damage and I got these dreams of living all lavish
But I feel like my sound is forbidden
And my talent is hidden (Yeah)
I'm missing the crown
Add me six figures to add in my balance
[Chorus]
Look at my words
I'm feeling rich like I'm Cuban
I'm leaving the Mark on the board
Reaching new heights l'm feeling like Cole
I got me these means, they all made of gold (Gold)
Look at my words
I'm feeling rich like I'm Cuban
I'm leaving the Mark on the board
Reaching new heights, l'm feeling like Cole
I got me these means, they all made of gold (Gold)

[Verse 2]
But I'm stuck in between this dilemma (Yeah)
Money and fame in my agenda
Folding my thoughts I cannot surrender
To luxury, wealth I'm tryna be rich in the soul
Settle for more than a bitch
I want me a girl with who, I wanna grow old
But I'm tempted by all of these shorties I see on the 'Gram
'Cause even in forties they pose for the cam
Exhibit these curves that I see on the screen
Live for a mansion and jewels is a hell of a scam
And scraping them dollars ain't even worth it, you'll end up alone
A curse in disguise, you lay 'em a hand and the closest to you
Will eat up your arm to the bone and down to the core
Those people despise you for getting out of their holes
They'll try to hold me back, but I'll come through
Just wait
[Chorus]
Look at my words
I'm feeling rich like I'm Cuban
I'm leaving the Mark on the board
Reaching new heights, l'm feeling like Cole
I got me these means, they all made of gold (Gold)
Look at my words
I'm feeling rich like I'm Cuban
I'm leaving the Mark on the board
Reaching new heights, l'm feeling like Cole
I got me these means, they all made of gold (Gold)