VIBRATIONS Lyrics

Everyday i wake up i be looking for the cash

Swear I'm working all the time

And ion really fuck with that

But it's all for the bag

Pray i end up with bands

Cus i can't see myself working 9-5 until I'm dead

Regardless i been stacking i been saving

I been makin a little money and i'm

Paving me a future for myself and all

My homies when i blow up imma hold

Up 50 thousand, imma throw up in sky

Let fly, make it land up

In fathers wallet or my momma, or my grandma

Or my cousins pocket,

Or my homies or my brothers or the homie Isaac

All i'm saying, when i'm balling i might share the profit

Put me on top and i might go ahead and crash the market

See cus i'm tryna raise the bar so high that i can climb it

Drop some music so hot that shit change the climate

I'm tryna be on a yacht with hella bands like i'm a pirate

That money be my copilot

And low key it be takin over

Found myself a 4 leaf clover

And i'm gaining my composure

Need me fame and a fuckin rover

I keep on marching like a soldier

Bitch it's march i fuckin told you

That these feds be all up over

Need myself a Danny glover

Really i just need my fuckin money

Everyday i'm hustling for something

Like the dollars i stay hunting

Ain't no point in ever trusting

Loyal to the green dollars, and the blues

Pop up on the scene got them Jordan's for the shoes

I'm tired of all these shifts

But god my checks be so damn thick

I swear i wanna fuckin quit

But i cannot because the check

I'd rather slit my fuckin throat

Then go a month without no dough

Maybe i take that back but you get the picture though

I just wanna do these shows

Stack the bread and take it home

Take the game just like i'm Rome

Put the shot up like I'm troy

See if i swish it or if i fold

Make a record that go gold

All up on my fuckin own

I gotta grow and pass the stone

Cus I'm building me a wall

On foundations that been laid

I can't let it fuckin fall

There's too much time i done gave

But I'll tell you what i saw

All up in the mirror today

Just a guy that can't convey

All the feelings in his brain

But he knows that he gone blow up

Day after day, he be working

He just waiting for the breakout,

He's just baking him his cake now

Ain't no point in tryna rush it

If it's bound to happen it'll happen

He got the action got the passion

So with the time we getting active

I'm just passing me the time,

Got a lot up on my mind

Get the dollars then rewind

That's just my kind of grind

Quit following the blind and make ya own decisions

All you motherfuckers out flying around like pigeons

And you chickens wanna chirp about me but i ain't let it in

I'm the wolf to yo coop and homie I'm breaking in

New money opportunity and imma make it big

That's the kind of mindset when you make yourself a king

And my crown getting jeweled getting wet out

I just wanna make the crowd fuckin get down

I just wanna nasty whip that gone get loud

I just wanna fuckin song i can be proud of

I'm sure one day I'm gonna beat it all up though

I'm just stepping through and through

Got me thinkin like who is you

If you tryna walk up in my shoes

You might trip but that's just how i fuckin do