Be Your Own Boss ft. Godemis, J Pun & Big Left Lyrics

Dream chaser, be a your own boss Get paper, be your own boss

Got flavor, be your own boss Be your own boss , be your own boss

I'm Al Capone with a tommy gun, im the back of my car

Unloadin' ammo, doin' demo like I'm havin' withdrawals

Call me Lucky Luciano, Frank Costello the Don

You can try to be me, but I'm too damn hard

Got these posin' little pussies tryin' to be like mwah

I'm a boss, lil' bitch, I'm the cream of the crop

I'm too nice when I spit, so I put it on bars

I'll have a rum on ice, and I'm gettin' my cards

Yeah, umbrella thing in my tiki drink

Yeah, ba da da bing, give me pinky rings

Yeah, iced out, flow so dope, I'm like a drug ring

Broke the cycle of addiction to recovery

Be my own boss, flex out my draws

Made my own clause, no need for applause

Yeah, top dog, outworkin' my thoughts

Dream chaser, risk taker, I'ma do what I want

Dream chaser, be your own boss Get paper, be your own boss

Got flavor, be your own boss Be your own boss, be your own boss

Quick to forget and shit is simple and plain

Get to killin' it while others get to sit and complain

Sittin' for the flick so you can get a pic of the pain

Like to load it with a pencil like a stick in your brain

Nothin' funny about the money, dip it quick as it came

Put a hit on any killer with a nickel and change

I admit it, I get tweeted when them idiots claim

I'ma kill it if I did it, then the critic is hanged

Had to roll it, then I lift the tip of it with a flame

Take a hit and then I chase it with a sip of the shame

Sittin' on my shoulder is a bigger chip of the chain

But if I'm drippin' when I spit it, then it's hittin' the drain

Dippin' up and out of it without a bit of the fame

Got a pocket full of dollars I don't get to retain

And for every other brother thinkin' shit is insane

Lookin' at me crazy when I say this shit is a game, man

Dream chaser, be your own boss Get paper, be your own biss

Got flavor, be your own boss Be your own boss, be your own boss

Now I'm sick of bustin' balls through another man's pockets

Confined like prison walls to earn my two-week deposits

Bout to make a big withdrawal, I grab my 45 and cock it

But put away the peace, fuck that second-ass thot shit

Gotta come up nice and clean if I wanna live the dream

Gotta come up with a scheme for me and mine to make some greats

Steady revenue stream from my supreme team, it seems

E-Y-O-B, be your own boss, I mean

Got more than one way to navigate this fun maze

Fuck a 401k, a 1-6 from pun pays

I've already won praise exceeding what a ton weighs

I write raps more often than a fuckin' nun prays

Boss spitter, moss getter, bet you bitch is gettin' bitter

As a woman left at home while her man's at the titter

Home at three, claims to miss her, rockin' several coats of glitter

I wreck shit like a twister, straight boss type of mister

Dream chaser, be your own boss Get paper, be your own boss

Got flavor, be your own boss Be your own boss, be your own boss

This left, I fuck up your face like seal

I'm a boss and the cost for the lost is real

I'm still one of the best, dead or alive

I'ma toss spermicide in your girl's vagine

I don't wanna hear about how you ride or die

See fears, how I operate, find out why

Motherfuckers like talker shit drivin' by

I don't even pay attention when the goons are high

Look, I keep all them scumbags shook

Count paper like we cookin' the books

And the books are cookin

Keep quiet like central bookin

Especially when the feds is lookin

And the feds are lookin

I stay off the grid for real

Fuckin' big left is the definition of skill

All the rats stop talkin' when them caps get peeled

There's a lot of hoes dug in the desert to feel

Come on

Dream chaser, be your own boss Get paper, be your own boss

Got flavor, be your own boss Be your own boss, be your own boss