Silver Lining
Uh uh
Sky's so blue
But I can't see clear you know
With all these grey areas
But you know
That every cloud got a silver lining
Even the surface got it's purpose if you peel behind it
Like I've been grinding and considering this current climate
Within this autotune wave how can I still be rhyming
When I got niggas that made millions off of import export
You don't gotta be in sports to get your next Porsche
And you don't got to be endorsed to be fresh for em
Especially when niggas in tech that live next door
From the hospital bed to sipping ensure
From serving niggas smoking out of tin foil
Went from the dope game to me and Boo buying bags of cocaine
On Oakland street right behind the ninety nine cent store
And what is this for
I mean why did we lose it
Guess it's life as we knew it
Niggas wasn't tryna be truant
Guess looking back it was like Nike and niggas just do it
Plus the money talk excites me baby I'm fluent
Money's the motive Uh
Nobody told this to me
I had to earn to be free
Nobody else could be me
Had to get grown on my own nobody owed shit to me
A leap of faith and grew wings
On the way down
I seen big hit strong arm niggas
As kids we was long arm of the law benders
Marengo and Howard street during my tenure
Tas force with the gang file calling us members
Gentrified was the goal
Getting cash incentivized liquid gold
Getting by I could feel it right in my soul
Serve that shit to get you niggas high as you can go
Nigga fly nigga Oh
My dirty thirties caught my first offense
White collar selling merch to my Armenian fence holla
Driving through with the limousine tints
Learn the difference between dollars and cents and mortgage and rent uh
Vilify me to the public
It's like I'm fighting my destiny like LaToya Luckett
But I see the silver lining behind these grey clouds
And do whatever it takes for me to make it out
The safest route
Money's the motive Uh
Nobody told this to me
I had to earn to be free
Nobody else could be me
Had to get grown on my own nobody owed shit to me
A leap of faith and grew wings
On the way down
Sky's so blue
But I can't see clear you know
With all these grey areas
But you know
That every cloud got a silver lining
Even the surface got it's purpose if you peel behind it
Like I've been grinding and considering this current climate
Within this autotune wave how can I still be rhyming
When I got niggas that made millions off of import export
You don't gotta be in sports to get your next Porsche
And you don't got to be endorsed to be fresh for em
Especially when niggas in tech that live next door
From the hospital bed to sipping ensure
From serving niggas smoking out of tin foil
Went from the dope game to me and Boo buying bags of cocaine
On Oakland street right behind the ninety nine cent store
And what is this for
I mean why did we lose it
Guess it's life as we knew it
Niggas wasn't tryna be truant
Guess looking back it was like Nike and niggas just do it
Plus the money talk excites me baby I'm fluent
Money's the motive Uh
Nobody told this to me
I had to earn to be free
Nobody else could be me
Had to get grown on my own nobody owed shit to me
A leap of faith and grew wings
On the way down
I seen big hit strong arm niggas
As kids we was long arm of the law benders
Marengo and Howard street during my tenure
Tas force with the gang file calling us members
Gentrified was the goal
Getting cash incentivized liquid gold
Getting by I could feel it right in my soul
Serve that shit to get you niggas high as you can go
Nigga fly nigga Oh
My dirty thirties caught my first offense
White collar selling merch to my Armenian fence holla
Driving through with the limousine tints
Learn the difference between dollars and cents and mortgage and rent uh
Vilify me to the public
It's like I'm fighting my destiny like LaToya Luckett
But I see the silver lining behind these grey clouds
And do whatever it takes for me to make it out
The safest route
Money's the motive Uh
Nobody told this to me
I had to earn to be free
Nobody else could be me
Had to get grown on my own nobody owed shit to me
A leap of faith and grew wings
On the way down
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Writer(s): Jesse J Rutherford, Daniel Robert Parra, Zach Shane Abels, Jeremy Allen Freedman, Michael Blake Margott, Brandon Fried
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