Champagne In My Cereal
Champagne in my cereal, so what am I complaining for?
Life is a bitch but I married her so now I'm bout to tear it up
Uhh
Yeah
I put my best up
So y'all got me messed up
I felt the pressure
Made me a diamond and sold it to Kessler's
Quarter ounce on the dresser
Don't let these goofies finesse ya
I'm nice with my thang
Got ice in my veins
I see the clowns and they gestures
I gotta ball like a layup
So Tell them haters that I'm way, way up
Anybody ever tried to play us
Tell them boys that it's time to pay up
Back in my mode now
They want me to slow down
I'll never slow down
I keep a bag like I'm back on the road now
Tell them Nigga mind they business
I been in the kitchen cooking like it's Christmas
And that bullshit I ain't with it
From the corner flipping packs I'm independent
Gettin whatever I asked for
Running this thing like a crash course
What are you thinking I rap for
I'm a Raptor to a RAV4
Champagne in my cereal, so what am I complaining for?
Life's a bitch, but I married her so now I'm bout to tear it up
They can try to take control, but they can't break my soul
Tell me why you so serious nobody's ever made it out alive no
I am at peace where I need to be
It's still some places I need to see
Remember, when I was on section 8
I used to wait for the EBT
Trim the botanic and hit the weed
Puff it and pass it like history
I was out trapping illegally
But I kept on falling Alicia Keys
Fighting too hard
Denying yourself is defying the God
Gotta know who you are
Shoot at the moon and aim for the stars
Too long, we stuck to the script
Now we rewrite the part
Don't be a victim you gotta evolve
Illuminate from the dark
Bumping that PAC picture me rolling
Energizer keep it going
Hop in that Whip and I said it off
Oh my gosh
White people think that I stole it
Understand
Where you know me from
Ain't the same place
Where you saw me at
Niggaz 12 like a horoscope, but the dollar is my zodiac
Champagne in my cereal, so what am I complaining for?
Life's a bitch, but I married her so now I'm bout to tear it up
They can try to take control, but they can't break my soul
Tell me why you so serious nobody's ever made it out alive no
Champagne in my cereal, so what am I complaining for?
Life is a bitch but I married her so now I'm bout to tear it up
Uhh
Yeah
I put my best up
So y'all got me messed up
I felt the pressure
Made me a diamond and sold it to Kessler's
Quarter ounce on the dresser
Don't let these goofies finesse ya
I'm nice with my thang
Got ice in my veins
I see the clowns and they gestures
I gotta ball like a layup
So Tell them haters that I'm way, way up
Anybody ever tried to play us
Tell them boys that it's time to pay up
Back in my mode now
They want me to slow down
I'll never slow down
I keep a bag like I'm back on the road now
Tell them Nigga mind they business
I been in the kitchen cooking like it's Christmas
And that bullshit I ain't with it
From the corner flipping packs I'm independent
Gettin whatever I asked for
Running this thing like a crash course
What are you thinking I rap for
I'm a Raptor to a RAV4
Champagne in my cereal, so what am I complaining for?
Life's a bitch, but I married her so now I'm bout to tear it up
They can try to take control, but they can't break my soul
Tell me why you so serious nobody's ever made it out alive no
I am at peace where I need to be
It's still some places I need to see
Remember, when I was on section 8
I used to wait for the EBT
Trim the botanic and hit the weed
Puff it and pass it like history
I was out trapping illegally
But I kept on falling Alicia Keys
Fighting too hard
Denying yourself is defying the God
Gotta know who you are
Shoot at the moon and aim for the stars
Too long, we stuck to the script
Now we rewrite the part
Don't be a victim you gotta evolve
Illuminate from the dark
Bumping that PAC picture me rolling
Energizer keep it going
Hop in that Whip and I said it off
Oh my gosh
White people think that I stole it
Understand
Where you know me from
Ain't the same place
Where you saw me at
Niggaz 12 like a horoscope, but the dollar is my zodiac
Champagne in my cereal, so what am I complaining for?
Life's a bitch, but I married her so now I'm bout to tear it up
They can try to take control, but they can't break my soul
Tell me why you so serious nobody's ever made it out alive no
Champagne in my cereal, so what am I complaining for?
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