Toast
I kill this shit even though I'm broke (shit)
Yeah the money moving slow (I'm just being real)
Cause the 9-5 I'm working is a joke (give me money fool)
It made me wanna slit my throat (don't do it bro)
It made me wanna go and sell dope (for my nigga)
It's like I'm riding down a slope (for my nigga)
It made me wanna go and break my oath (oh no)
Goddamnit I'm toast
But I'm still a G
Got bad hoes and dope homies
A family that supports me
They treat me like a trophy
I've never felt more like a G
Even though my tank running on E
I'mma find a girl who wants to drive me to the places that I gotta go, the shit I gotta see (okay)
If I were you, don't even show your face dawg (get away from here)
Ain't nothing over here for you to hate on (get away from here)
Just words that I'm feeling in my soul bruh
A few stories that you can maybe learn from
And of course you and I gonna smoke somethin
The prehistoric shorties on the grind
And even when we dirty we gon shine (why's that)
Cause we all using power of our minds (what the fuck fool)
So maybe I should go back to school (fuck that)
Be less like me and be more like you (never)
Cause this Burger King shit ain't cool (hell nah)
Fair enough cause I got more shit to prove
I kill this shit even though I'm broke (shit)
Yeah the money moving slow (I'm just being real)
Cause the 9-5 I'm working is a joke (give me money fool)
It made me wanna slit my throat (don't do it bro)
It made me wanna go and sell dope (for my nigga)
It's like I'm riding down a slope (for my nigga)
It made me wanna go and break my oath (oh no)
Goddamnit I'm toast
Shiiiit man, goddamnit I'm toast
Fucked up again
Goddamnit I'm toast
Maybe I should go back to school
Be less like me and be more like you
Cause this Burger King shit it ain't cool
Fair enough cause I got more shit to prove
There ain't really much for me to lose
So it's your turn go and make your move
And don't you ever act brand new
Cause we all got a mission, we gotta pull through
Man, I don't know about you, but I'm not a bitch
So, get out of my shell
Levels, many levels
Yeah the money moving slow (I'm just being real)
Cause the 9-5 I'm working is a joke (give me money fool)
It made me wanna slit my throat (don't do it bro)
It made me wanna go and sell dope (for my nigga)
It's like I'm riding down a slope (for my nigga)
It made me wanna go and break my oath (oh no)
Goddamnit I'm toast
But I'm still a G
Got bad hoes and dope homies
A family that supports me
They treat me like a trophy
I've never felt more like a G
Even though my tank running on E
I'mma find a girl who wants to drive me to the places that I gotta go, the shit I gotta see (okay)
If I were you, don't even show your face dawg (get away from here)
Ain't nothing over here for you to hate on (get away from here)
Just words that I'm feeling in my soul bruh
A few stories that you can maybe learn from
And of course you and I gonna smoke somethin
The prehistoric shorties on the grind
And even when we dirty we gon shine (why's that)
Cause we all using power of our minds (what the fuck fool)
So maybe I should go back to school (fuck that)
Be less like me and be more like you (never)
Cause this Burger King shit ain't cool (hell nah)
Fair enough cause I got more shit to prove
I kill this shit even though I'm broke (shit)
Yeah the money moving slow (I'm just being real)
Cause the 9-5 I'm working is a joke (give me money fool)
It made me wanna slit my throat (don't do it bro)
It made me wanna go and sell dope (for my nigga)
It's like I'm riding down a slope (for my nigga)
It made me wanna go and break my oath (oh no)
Goddamnit I'm toast
Shiiiit man, goddamnit I'm toast
Fucked up again
Goddamnit I'm toast
Maybe I should go back to school
Be less like me and be more like you
Cause this Burger King shit it ain't cool
Fair enough cause I got more shit to prove
There ain't really much for me to lose
So it's your turn go and make your move
And don't you ever act brand new
Cause we all got a mission, we gotta pull through
Man, I don't know about you, but I'm not a bitch
So, get out of my shell
Levels, many levels
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Azizi Gibson
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