CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : CHAD (Freestyle)
(If that was you on the phone, and you on the bus, then who was flickering the light?)
(Ayo Chad, Yo Bruh)
(You want me to kill this one?)
(Ha, I got you, alright)
(Yeah, just keep it respectful, you know)
(On topic, I just want money, Heh)
Aye
Yeah I'm in a cult and I'm bangin' it
People talk a lot but they ain't sayin' sh*t
We all about the grind and we get it in
I know they hear the words but they ain't listenin'
I'm talkin work, work, work, work, work, work, b*t*h
Heard murmurs that we burned shirts[?] sh*t
More verse, no words sound perfect
Play the game every day then rehearse it
Hey what's that next move
Hit chat for stock moves
Don't care what [?] do
I'm in my own lane
They said there's no way
I no comprende
Go do your thang man
Some say I'm sensei
So let me teach this sh*t
It's easy lost to feezy[?]
You sowe it you gon' reap it b*t*h
There's no such thing as rich and quick
You want it you can take this sh*t
But you can't be no lazy sh*t
You know you on the right path when they think you on some crazy sh*t
But all the advice, take it in
Careful of your shady friends
Cause if you down and they go down
Well bro I guess you goin' with
What I know? I'm old as sh*t
But I was young and f**kin' rich
So have fun bein' dope as sh*t
I got another crib to get
Hit me if you need a rent
And if you fail you try again
The definition of repent
Write this down, grab a pen
If you flip it every day
That's not investing that's a bet
You need a sound frame work
An intellect and go invest
That's the Ben Graham?
They talkin' Ben Franks
They checkin Instagram
I'm checkin interest rates
Don't tell me live my life
'Cause you took a break
No I don't luh the money
We just love to make
I'm a f**kin' great
Watch me cut the cheese
You could make a f**kin' million standin' next to me
That's the f**kin' yolo demon comin out of me
Got cribs across the globe
Got million people in my family
Haters gettin' tired
Askin' if I'm done
But I ain't even tried
I stretch before I run
Ask me 'bout my life
I just play it dumb
How the hell you do it
That's why I praise the son
And I got some guns
I can't be too safe
Yeah I see a trade
I'm makin bank because I wait
So tell me why you hate
I don't wanna listen'
I'm just sayin' be positive
And that sh*t gon' glisten
(Euch!)
(That last part was a freestyle)
(Chad!)
(Ayo Chad, Yo Bruh)
(You want me to kill this one?)
(Ha, I got you, alright)
(Yeah, just keep it respectful, you know)
(On topic, I just want money, Heh)
Aye
Yeah I'm in a cult and I'm bangin' it
People talk a lot but they ain't sayin' sh*t
We all about the grind and we get it in
I know they hear the words but they ain't listenin'
I'm talkin work, work, work, work, work, work, b*t*h
Heard murmurs that we burned shirts[?] sh*t
More verse, no words sound perfect
Play the game every day then rehearse it
Hey what's that next move
Hit chat for stock moves
Don't care what [?] do
I'm in my own lane
They said there's no way
I no comprende
Go do your thang man
Some say I'm sensei
So let me teach this sh*t
It's easy lost to feezy[?]
You sowe it you gon' reap it b*t*h
There's no such thing as rich and quick
You want it you can take this sh*t
But you can't be no lazy sh*t
You know you on the right path when they think you on some crazy sh*t
But all the advice, take it in
Careful of your shady friends
Cause if you down and they go down
Well bro I guess you goin' with
What I know? I'm old as sh*t
But I was young and f**kin' rich
So have fun bein' dope as sh*t
I got another crib to get
Hit me if you need a rent
And if you fail you try again
The definition of repent
Write this down, grab a pen
If you flip it every day
That's not investing that's a bet
You need a sound frame work
An intellect and go invest
That's the Ben Graham?
They talkin' Ben Franks
They checkin Instagram
I'm checkin interest rates
Don't tell me live my life
'Cause you took a break
No I don't luh the money
We just love to make
I'm a f**kin' great
Watch me cut the cheese
You could make a f**kin' million standin' next to me
That's the f**kin' yolo demon comin out of me
Got cribs across the globe
Got million people in my family
Haters gettin' tired
Askin' if I'm done
But I ain't even tried
I stretch before I run
Ask me 'bout my life
I just play it dumb
How the hell you do it
That's why I praise the son
And I got some guns
I can't be too safe
Yeah I see a trade
I'm makin bank because I wait
So tell me why you hate
I don't wanna listen'
I'm just sayin' be positive
And that sh*t gon' glisten
(Euch!)
(That last part was a freestyle)
(Chad!)
