BUCKET ft. Keylime Lyrics

Guess I need a couple changes with

Hard truths I ain't even tryna face the shit

From the roots up I be hanging with the gang we lit

It get dangerous

If you looked in my mind you'd see the paper bitch

I don't even got no time for kickbacks no no

I just sit back and rewind all the memories I hold

All the damages back home

Ain't no remedy

But the empathy

Healing everything that I hold

With my bucket on

This my fucking song

Stepping out everyday wilding out tonight

What the fuck we on

Had to give her that extra long

Now I'm on the upper echelon

I can never get rocks off till that lock jaw

Coming extra strong

Got her talking that dirty dirty

Early birdy got the lil wormies squirming (Okay)

Everyday I'm clocked in punching out the money

Like my pockets hurting

Everybody wanna buy the Birkin

Ain't nobody scraping past the surface

You ain't scraping how the fuck you hurting

How the fuck you feel?

Nigga I be hot something like a furnace

Don't you pay it no mind

Pain never last like a blink of an eye wait

Hold that thought

Never talk to much might break my heart

Fuck it

Might just slide

Might just smoke up till I close up my eyes

Hold the pain back till it roll back on dice

On the way down please don't blow my high

I be tryna love but it's only lust

Got me cutting off ties

I can see it how the people scheming

Why they tell me how to live my life

Try my best until I make enough

And then I'm barely coming outside

Tired of being in the dark

So I had to let it shine

Guess I need a couple changes with

Hard truths I ain't even tryna face the shit

From the roots up I be hanging with the gang we lit

It get dangerous

If you looked in my mind you'd see the paper bitch

I don't even got no time for kickbacks no no

I just sit back and rewind all the memories I hold

All the damages back home

Ain't no remedy

But the empathy

Healing everything that I hold