Lyrics

Yeah, still laying bricks down day to day To try to pave my road for a better way And try to pave a road for some bigger pay Thank God I got my shit straight anyway Kneel a bigger bag befor it's too late Get a side hustle, keep Sam out your Kool-Aid That ain't my uncle, I'm black, I'm finna get paid Don't get mad if they block it, just charge it to the game The triple beam Uh, the rules to the game so triff You'll spend life flying kites if you don't fly right Behind bars, life for black life like rolling a dice Have it all planned, or its measure once, cut twice Hmm, what do you think? How does that feel 2023 game god keepin' it real This the B-side of exit 22 on yo ass Hit the gas, spin the ass, get cash and spend it fast Look Fuck how they feel about you, keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad Fuck how they feel, keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad Fuck what they say and feel about you, keep it solid Uh, no soft, no salad bar Fuck how they feel, just keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad In the car gassed up I'm on my way to work, I got a day job The streets wasn't moving like before, I need to save up I had to stop drinking jimmy and stop snorting cocaine No problem solving for others, that strain on my brain When there's drank on my brain, I swear I be fucking up Diving in a bag of donuts while I'm pouring up a cup Rick James couldn't fuck with Rice, I put that on my chucks Eight ball a night, I'm Scarface'n nigga, raw as fuck Uh, a little partying don't make me none Plus that A1 make you feel number one Have you feeling like Superman, standing on top of the sun Be doing dumb shit with my brain all numb Uh, here it come The part of my ego that gets me in trouble The part of my ego that makes people hate me The part of my ego that makes friendships shaky It was cool till people in my life started to shake me Fuck how they feel about you, keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad Fuck how they feel, keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad Fuck what they say and feel about you, keep it solid Uh, no soft, no salad bar Fuck how they feel, just keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad Aiming to clean my life, I hit every target You want a Benz? I wanna buy up big-ass apartments You cool with friends, I turn friends to bro and sis close You can't get your time back If you wasted on people that you Don't call your friends, so turn them close like they kinfolk And if they get money with you, that's really dope Opposite of hate it... I love it When you put the work in to better your circle And everybody reciprocates it Fuck how they feel about you, keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad Fuck how they feel, keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad Fuck what they say and feel about you, keep it solid Uh, no soft, no salad bar Fuck how they feel, just keep it solid Yeah, no soft, no salad
Writer(s): R. M. Brough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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