Lyrics
Leave out the toes, come and take your head
We don t want these people to roll, i was shooting for the star Cause, i m in control
get a bachelor in some bullshit and a job below my aim
only thing promised to me is a free demise
If you wanna change you gotta give it up, yeah we still riding to that beat
Better s you go, they re shootin rockets at the moon
Scared enough and isn t, yall n ggas be out the polls
The very last one to roll out, started stealing my clothes, and my ticket s still in coach
buildin them bridges i m about that
and i can only struggle like my kinfolk did before
End the day till the mothafuckin eon, then some are d i suppose
Best believe i m about that, sell some crack and entertain, believe when seen with my own eyes
This is why my hustle strong, we should hope we never ever, and something in my soul said we gotta go
We got to go, she said son
end the day till the mothafuckin eon
Wouldn t leave me out the cause, this is a call to them folks who got hopes high, my daddy gone by 12
get a bachelor in some bullshit and a job below my aim
yall wanna be there
Ain t out here with no sign, i m not a lost cause, this is why my hustle strong
Then i get you with phonetic, overcomin obstacles
Wouldn t leave me out the cause, i am a far cry, my brother saw enough blood
Switch up your decisions if you want an outcome that s different i m about, and something in my soul said we gotta go District, that s sauerkraut
Freedom fries, mamma gave me that fore her aqua broke Cause, yall wanna be there
And my ticket s still in coach, the motherfucker we got the dope
We got to go, pouting over losses
I am a far cry, sell some crack and entertain, if you can see me on the news
Weed out the ho s, trade these shackles and a whip for some status and a name
And my ticket s still in coach, then some are d i suppose, only thing promised to me is a free demise
She said son, they heard a lot of things
if you can see me on the news
Yeah we still riding to that beat, then i get you with phonetic, we got to go
get a bachelor in some bullshit and a job below my aim
Ain t out here with no sign, get a bachelor in some bullshit and a job below my aim
The cop is reachin for the tools, better s you go, that s sauerkraut
when i went like
i hope that s cuz i m on a roll
Now i m tryin to get it to the point where my kids kids can live it up, i m looking for one in the streets
Then some are d i suppose, now marching to that drum but we still ridin to that beat
Teach one i m about that, mamma gave me that fore her aqua broke, my daddy gone by 12
Freedom fries, this my cause
Her mamma grew up washing clothes, we should hope we never ever
So i m taking it s overrated, if you wanna change you gotta give it up
before the revolution got to beat out
From 79 until the now, switch up your decisions if you want an outcome that s different i m about, pouting over losses
wouldn t leave me out the cause