Loaded ft. NS & Matt Giard Lyrics

Pocket's loaded

And I got no where to be

So imma make you know it

'Cause I got no sympathy

Let's go and fucking blow it

This life is all up to me

I'm taking my energy

And putting it where it needs to be

No turning back now

I jumped in the deep end

It's all up to me I'll save it for the weekend

Take my fake ID now I'll go run the streets then

I'm in love with me now I got what you needing

No telling what's gonna happen let's just see yeah

Throwing money like that shit growing on trees yeah

Saying goodbye to the options that I don't need yeah

And welcoming everything that's been helping me yeah

OHH

Yeah pockets loaded loaded

OHH

And I got nowhere to be

OHH

Yeah pockets loaded loaded

So let's go blow them tonight

Pocket's loaded

And I got no where to be

So imma make you know it

'Cause I got no sympathy

Let's go and fucking blow it

This life is all up to me

I'm taking my energy

And putting it where it needs to be

I got a hundred floating in the building

All 'cause I'm rock 'n rolling, pop the ceiling

Cops called to bust the party, time for dipping

I'm running, got no other option, got to keep on living

Got to keep believing that no matter what

That I can make it

Throwing money like I'm loaded no amount is crazy

Now I'm stuck and out of luck and you don't think I'll make it

But I'm amazing

Pocket's loaded

And I got no where to be

So imma make you know it

'Cause I got no sympathy

Let's go and fucking blow it

This life is all up to me

I'm taking my energy

And putting it where it needs to be

Feels like I just rebooted

Last night we went stupid stupid

Rolled so many blunts like my crew

Just got the weed man recruited

You can take the music out me

But can't take me out the music

Too legit I'm too sick

Like mucus I got the force like Lucas

Woah, did I stutter

This chick so bad think I'll have another

Bringing home the bacon

This right here my bread and butter

This that he got his own style

This that this sound like none other

Pulled up with the windows tinted

Like undercover with gutter and my

Pocket's loaded

And I got no where to be

So imma make you know it

'Cause I got no sympathy

Let's go and fucking blow it

This life is all up to me

I'm taking my energy

And putting it where it needs to be

Pocket's loaded

And I got no where to be

So imma make you know it

'Cause I got no sympathy

Let's go and fucking blow it

This life is all up to me

I'm taking my energy

And putting it where it needs to be