Sonata Music Lyrics

She said why you got the ac on and the windows rolled down I said bitch you don't pay for my car

Now go and take off them drawers

You not fooling anybody I done seen this before

Just shut the fuck up and ride with me

But I keep her around cause she feel different

Five-Six keys in the back lane switching

She checking for my blind spot finger on the trigger

No doubt that she'd die for a nigga in an instant

Looking back on my life I don't miss shit

Only self-discipline can go and get you this rich

Put me on something spiritual im lifted

I don't give a fuck how you feel this a business!

Set my goals and complete them I don't need a fuckin wishlist

I been working since 10th grade that's persistence

Nigga I come to home to no dishes in the sink

Why the fuck would you think I would ever need a mistress

Hold on let me roll up my sleeves

I just pulled up in some shit that you wouldn't believe

You know my woman loves god that's why she on her knees

You niggas dying over bitches that can't even read I mean

I got to tip my hat off to you niggas

I guess I was cut from a different cloth than you niggas

You a grown-ass man wearing skinny jeans outside?

I think something really wrong with you niggas

This that shit coming straight from the 2012 matte black

Ox blood loafers I don't even need a scat pack

Hit my dance on a bitch and you know her ass fat

I was riding round A town in a hatchback

With my niggas coming straight back from the club

Got a girl at home mixing up a spice rub

Just to put on a perfect well done 28 ounce

Tomahawk steak looking bad in those sweatpants

On the road to the money you gone fuck with a bitch

And she gone throw you off your grind get her money and dip

That's why you gotta have 3 eyes never think with your dick

And stop smoking on that weed it ain't making you rich

Do you really want it bad enough to go into heaven

As a man who put in all the work and got his respect in

Before he had to leave his kids man he feeling liberated

The street shit getting outta hand it's celebrated

Convinced that we living in a world that's separating

The rich from the poor man who give a fuck now

I don't give a fuck I'll just light up this blunt now

The mindset of a young man who shut down

He on a dating app thinking who can I fuck now?

What man get your ass up you don't need her

Your situation bad enough you probably would beat her

Start thinking in your brain that you gotta put me first

Hustle every day like it's part of routine

I think that thinking positive is what secure you a seat

Why you wanna take your life it's enough of that shit

Walking down the hood they don't give a fuck about shit

They put a burner to your face saying run me your bitch

You go to reach for your gun then he start letting off

Two miss one hit but you lucky enough

To see another fucking day man keep it a buck

You gotta get out it ain't cool and shit

And take control of your life start to rule this bitch

Make some money I ain't talking about shooting zips

You gotta see the bigger picture when you new to this

Grab my white tee start up my car I'm on my way

You can't shoot shit down cause me and my brothers straight

Have you ever looked past what they put in yo brain?

I'm high off life what they put in this strain