She-E-O

100-105 BPM1:36CleanWritten by Lexxi Meshan

Monday morning, on the commute. This one does not need to be guessed at, because she names her audience inside the song: "this is for my tens working hard on that 9-5, always tired, overtime, hours over 45." That is the slot and that is the person. The mood is disciplined ambition rather than flash, and the flex is unusual for the genre because it is about assets rather than spending: she sees the Beamer and the Bentley and manifests, then puts the money into investing. Under two and a half minutes, punchy, with its biggest lift held back until late in the track. For the listener grinding a job while quietly building the exit. The closing statement of the album and the thesis of the whole ten years.

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Lyrics

Pull up on the scene Fresh bands, badder than the rest Independent, Got it on my own; Webbie said it best Back up on my grind, ten fold Pile up the chips If you ain't thinking classy, I don't hear you Get up out my clique Only deep thoughts in my clique, ain’t about the rest I don't need thots in my clique, cause we getting dressed I be cracking jokes online, leaving them on read Y’all be acting so so ironed, y’all be getting pressed… They see the Audi and the Benz and think success I saw the Beamer and the Bentley and I manifest And then I got up on investing, now I’m feeling blessed Jet set, I assess all my new assets! This is for my tens working hard on that 9-5 Always tired, Overtime, Hours over 45 Focused on your grind, tunnel vision like you going blind Investing in that future; Stocks, bonds, Tryna stack a dime, I see you, Ma! [HOOK]: I ain’t fronting on anything I know And I don’t do it for the clout or the show I just run the game, I’m the C-E-O, Yeah, The She-E-O yeah, yeah, yeah No I ain’t fronting on anything I do And I don’t do it for the clout, I’m the truth Now I own the game, I’m the C-E-O, Yeah, The She-E-O yeah, yeah, yeah

Lyrics as published on Shazam. Written by Lexxi Meshan. © Breonne Publishing Company.