Lyrics

Yeah Haha LoUd Life Haha SwizZy! I done been did shows for the free Yeah I get high but I been low key 10 years deep with the same ol' team Loyalty real but this shit ain't sweet We done seen shit that you can't unsee We coming in strapped like a 100 marines You counting it slow, use the money machine I get in my flow and start hitting it properly Get in they heads like a frontal lobotomy Prophecy telling me nobody stopping me Manifest everything i'm an anomaly Sight of a label is a sign of a robbery Signing myself was like finding the lottery Grinding for wealth, While i'm rollin my broccoli Building a business and playin monopoly She tryna kick it but this ain't a soccer league Locking her down She swallowed the locker key I drip til I drown Peep the Versace jeans These verses heavy & These hooks hit like Butterbean We ain't ever switch, we ain't ever play for no other team No way Rocking out like cold play We don't mind what hoes say I Got them swinging both ways Ever since I got my dough I Been goin ghost most days Tryna be the Most Paid I Line it up like soul train With no shame This for my Day ones Pray the money won't change us Thank the lord that we came up These Cities we from so dangerous These Bastards got no back spine Switching sides like it's half time Dollar signs Let my trap shine Move wrong get flatlined This for my Day ones Pray the money won't change us Thank the lord that we came up These Cities we from so dangerous These Bastards got no back spine Switching sides like it's half time Dollar signs Let my trap shine Move wrong get flatlined I did, everything, all on my, own Don't ever ask bout the chip on my shoulder Too many years of struggling, fighting & grinding I Promise, Im built like a soldier All of my fans All of there Lifers is telling me never give up or its over Im saving they life They saying every song I write is the reason they sober Every time, I spit on the mic Adrenaline highs kick in til its over I sacrificed everything in my life In a moment or 2 ima lose my composure Organic LoUd and exposure You just want clout and a rover You Blending in with the thousands of Vultures Me I try not to be Vulgar But I do this for the Culture bitch
Writer(s): Justin Dejesus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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