Dolla N My Wallet

Life's beautiful
Life's beautiful it's true
Life's beautiful it's true (Hah)

I've been doing a lot of soul searching lately
Not sure what I'm supposed to amount to
But I know What I ain't meant to be
A CNA wiping ass no more or a salesman selling Mitsubishi's
But bitches still making appointments just to see me
And see what I can offer
Even without having a single dollar in my wallet
'Cause for reasons I ain't flaunt
And for being too in the couch to be acting out of pocket
Used to be full send with every female I was acquainted with
Looking at the bigger picture
I'm the one who's going to paint this shit

You want to be clingy without a label
Now you're speaking my language
Something fuego
Stopped down the block for a couple of spicy chicken sandwiches
I only said that part because I know someone
Who likes hot sauce on their chicken
Gotta watch what I say because I know some children are listening
My neck and wrist
Ain't even glistening yet
Clearing my anxiety making necklaces
Out of Stone and hemp
Shit's not simplistic
Can't relax just by listening to a crackling candle wick
I gotta say
I think I've been feeling myself
Got notebooks of content filling up my shelf
And I been educating myself to ensure I excel
Ensure I propel this shit
So I can help the close personnel around me
Digging it up and bringing it to the surface
Trying to prove myself I'm worthy of more
And give myself some purpose
Started investing in myself
And went crazy with some beat lease purchases

I've been doing a lot of soul searching lately
Not sure what I'm supposed to amount to
But I know What I ain't meant to be
A CNA wiping ass no more or a salesman selling Mitsubishi's
But bitches still making appointments just to see me
And see what I can offer
Even without having a single dollar in my wallet
'Cause for reasons I ain't flaunt
And for being too in the couch to be acting out of pocket
Used to be full send with every female I was acquainted with
Looking at the bigger picture
I'm the one who's going to paint this shit

Heard you like a corny motherfucker I could sneeze on
And still probably bless him
This isn't someone you should sleep on
Tired of a motherfucker telling me it's hype season (Woo, woo)
Season for depression
Shaking inside and outside
Lot of people mad that my tongue's finally untied
But I'll keep my cool
And I'll keep burning these papers
A baker, food for thought
Yeah, I'm about to cater
Yeah, I'm about to serve it up
Tell me if you want it hot
Maybe I can slow it down
Pressure on your
The tension between the two of us
Got my head spinning right round
Hope this doesn't affect my plans to have a Florida home
Anything related to this music shit I'm capitalizing on
And I ain't stopping until I see weekly bank teller notes
And lots of Benjamins
Spiritual Laws of Succes
I already been knowing about that Law of Karma
Pardon me if you miss me with the negative energy
You're trying to throw on someone else
I keep this circle tight on mind
Like the headband with the leather belt

I've been doing a lot of soul searching lately
Not sure what I'm supposed to amount to
But I know What I ain't meant to be
A CNA wiping ass no more or a salesman selling Mitsubishi's
But bitches still making appointments just to see me
And see what I can offer
Even without having a single dollar in my wallet
'Cause for reasons I ain't flaunt
And for being too in the couch to be acting out of pocket
Used to be full send with every female I was acquainted with
Looking at the bigger picture
I'm the one who's going to paint this shit

Life's beautiful
It's true
Especially with you (Hah)