TIP MY WAITORS Lyrics

I pick myself apart, I'm not talking pictures

We were close on fake terms, now I feel the distance

If I ever had the chance, I was tipping waiters

Cause I know the struggle plus all the weight I'm flippin

Had the scales tippin' They were wrong about me, but that was their decision

Teachers in school, I would barely listen

Somethin' I don't ever miss when I'm reminiscin'

Yeah, I took my L's, now I'm a better man

JT's on the line if you ever rang

How you talk so much boom, but you never bang

When you get to that room, you don't know a thang

Saggin' as far down as my shorts go

Encrypted, I don't know what the law knows

We got so much grass, it's like your lawns mowed

Knock, knock to the bang, I'm talkin' Morse Code

Who relates

Only time that I'm hissin' is for my Gucci snake

Only thing I remember is how to move the weight

Shout my blood, I feed cause they payin' for the food we ate

I'm tryna live a better life

Don't trust a ho, so I lie alone in my bed tonight

It's suicide or it's genocide

It gets cold out there, you better get inside

Fuck, nevermind

You can't fake real smiles when you're dead inside

Since a kid had some thoughts in this head of mine

Get ahead, I'm level set, I live the grind

Never satisfied till my money thick, rocks are larger

Keep my peace cause you can never run away from karma

Keep it real, you chop and change, a stop and starter

I can't relate talkin' pocket change for a profit margin

Aye, I can't relate talkin' pocket change for a profit margin

Nah, I can't relate talkin' pocket change for a prof-

I pick myself apart, I'm not talking pictures

We were close on fake terms, now I feel the distance

If I ever had the chance, I was tipping waiters

Cause I know the struggle plus all the weight I'm flippin

I pick myself apart, I'm not talking pictures

We were close on fake terms, now I feel the distance

If I ever had the chance, I was tipping waiters

Cause I know the struggle plus all the weight I'm flippin

Had the scales tippin'

They were wrong about me, but that was their decision

Teachers in school, I would barely listen

Somethin' I don't ever miss when I'm reminiscin'

My notepad got a stain from the maker's mark

It ain't easy, but I beg that you play your part

For a while, I wasn't comfortable in my own skin

Who's that cunt with the curls cause fuck he goes in

Had my eyes on the bag, exactly what I got

Spent four hours on calculator, I'm stackin' prof

It's guacamole, I get the guap

See that it's leadin' me to prison, but still I never stop

I gotta change my ways

Old habits, love weed and I'm addicted to pay

Keep it flowin', I'm sippin' up on the liquor today

I'm not stuck up in my ways, I just struggle to change

And the minute you fuck up, they have you fuckin' replaced

Weren't for rappin', I'd be nothin' today

I do it for myself, but I'm the best in the state

Don't give a fuck about a liar or the records he makes, it's Teazy