Thinkin' out loud #5 Lyrics

Blind to the bullshit so ruthless

Mind so secluded where the roof is

At the top who would've thought this

From breaking down bales to moving lots yeah

Aligned to and suited so computed

Inclined so extruding no disputing

At the top who would've thought this

From breaking down bales to moving lots, yeah

Faking the energy i can't stand it

For me it's get bread and feed the family

I keep ten rounds plus I take no chances

Fuck a fed, fuck a hater, I keep gassin

On the road to riches, dumpin' white ashes

Hella jelly in my vibe cone smashin

Buck eighty, fly baby, in the passenger

Cash rule everything around, ask yo manager

Blind to the bullshit so ruthless

Mind so secluded where the roof is

At the top who would've thought this

From breaking down bales to moving lots yeah

Aligned to and suited so computed

Inclined so extruding no disputing

At the top who would've thought this

From breaking down bales to moving lots, yeah

Truth is in this world they ain't no handouts

True shit if you ain't different you won't stand out

Blue strips, I need a bag, what you talkin' bout

If it ain't positivity, then I drag it out

Remove that negativity, you past it now

Fuck the fame, fuck the game, fuck the clout

Watering my own seed, bound to sprout

All the doubt, just made me more ambitious

I gotta think for money, pretty women

Fast car designer linen livin' lavish isn't easy

Persistency be key g

And saving money effectively

Effectively, effectively