Sticks & Stones Lyrics

Stop paying for that pussy, pay me for that feature

I'm some like Martin Luther King, yeah I've been a dreamer

I don't set goals just to break them, I'm overachieving

You ain't ten toes for the fam, you gon' fucking leave them

Big backwood, three five yeah It had me sleeping

All that bullshit for the birds, no I don't do no tweeting

Smoking good gas you'd think it came out the garden of Eden

Trying to ride my wave but they can't, they steady getting seasick

Good vibes, bitch I'm flying on the interstate

I don't give a fuck if she a snack, I need a dinner plate

No I ain't just trying to fuck, let's go on dinner dates

Chasing after pape so from the fake, I had to separate

Got tired of losing, I developed me some winner ways

I'm starting to build me a fan base, all up in different states

I was always good at doing music from a little age

Slow motion better than no motion, go and get some pape

The way I preach up on these beats, it's like the Bible

I'm my biggest enemy and fan, I'm my realest rival

Shit, so really I don't even got no idol

Most underrated for a fact, yeah I earned that title

For the win, yeah I'm finna go the extra mile

Cuz hit my phone he said, "fam you've been going viral"

High as fuck, gas got me leaning, just like the Eiffel

Had to break a few bad habits and get up out the cycle

Yeah, I had to go and get up out the mix

Sticks and stones, how I view life, words ain't hurting shit

Jumped that fat boy, left him leaking he need a tourniquet

I ain't never do my homework, I just turned it in

I had left that shit blank, just like my mind

I ain't never thinking about nothing, but I think all the time

To most people that don't make sense, but the real gon' find

The shit that I say up on these songs, ain't never a lie

I'ma be the hardest youngin' that's dead or alive

Damn, been through the rain and I still survived

I ain't never rolled no dice, but I've gambled with my life

I don't know how to express myself unless the words rhyme

Been doing better, but I still slip from time to time

Putting in that grind, I know I'll blow when the time's right

Good days, seeing memories up on my timeline

Time flies, wish I could go back now I can't lie

How you gon' make it big if you won't take that risk

Got my priorities in check, fuck a lit wrist

All the fake shit for the gram, just like a sickness

They hatin', now I'm winning, I can't wait to see them get pissed

Been going up, stop chatting, check statistics

I told bro, stop fucking with that bitch, man, she fish sticks

They say keep going, I'm the one that's finna get rich

To me, there's more quality in money than a thick bitch

Told bro just chill out, cause he get pissed quick

I ain't fucking with them psychedelics I just trip sit

If nothing broken then don't go out tryna fix shit

Been up on that grind for a little while, ain't doing kickflips

Stop paying for that pussy, pay me for that feature

I'm some like Martin Luther King, yeah I've been a dreamer

I don't set goals just to break them, I'm overachieving

You ain't ten toes for the fam, you gon' fucking leave them

Big backwood, three five yeah It had me sleeping

All that bullshit for the birds, no I don't do no tweeting

Smoking good gas you'd think it came out the garden of Eden

Trying to ride my wave but they can't, they steady getting seasick