Alot To Do
I'm riding through
Bumping something with auto tune
Calling all the plays while preparing for audibles
They out of tune
I'm tryna stay down to earth, tryna make it work
I been doing it since a youth
I'm on the move
It's audios baby
Tryna go dip to Galapagos maybe
Probably really go wherever they pay me
(I probably really go where ever they pay me)
It's off the hoop
I'm missing on some shots
But some getting in too
I'm just giving what I got
Keep my dirty shoes
And I rock em hella proud
All these snobby rich kids
Try to keep my head down
But it's fuck 'em too
Never had nothing to prove
Least not to you
Cause I do this for myself
What I got to lose
Nothing but myself
And that's really real
(Yeah that's really real)
Put it on a track if its how i feel
Yeah that's how i deal
Tryna get a meal
Least I got a roof
See the rims spinning they be shining like a diamond tooth
To anybody hating yo
What's the use
(What's the use?)
And they don't even know
And I know that that's okay
I'm just tryna grow
By the end of every day
Tryna pay my dues
Before i go away
Got a lot to do
(Got a lot to do)
Bumping something with auto tune
Calling all the plays while preparing for audibles
They out of tune
I'm tryna stay down to earth, tryna make it work
I been doing it since a youth
I'm on the move
It's audios baby
Tryna go dip to Galapagos maybe
Probably really go wherever they pay me
(I probably really go where ever they pay me)
It's off the hoop
I'm missing on some shots
But some getting in too
I'm just giving what I got
Keep my dirty shoes
And I rock em hella proud
All these snobby rich kids
Try to keep my head down
But it's fuck 'em too
Never had nothing to prove
Least not to you
Cause I do this for myself
What I got to lose
Nothing but myself
And that's really real
(Yeah that's really real)
Put it on a track if its how i feel
Yeah that's how i deal
Tryna get a meal
Least I got a roof
See the rims spinning they be shining like a diamond tooth
To anybody hating yo
What's the use
(What's the use?)
And they don't even know
And I know that that's okay
I'm just tryna grow
By the end of every day
Tryna pay my dues
Before i go away
Got a lot to do
(Got a lot to do)
Credits
Writer(s): Domenique Bradford
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