Lyrics

Let's do it

Who knows what it feels like to have they pockets hurting
You keep working but it's like you put no work in
Stay with a hustle, for whatever reason nothing working
Now you doubt yourself like is this worth it

Keep pushing

Cause you've been penny-pinching so long
Abe Lincoln leaving imprints in your palms
We keep turning that jingle into singles
Singles into dubs, dubs into hundreds

Now that's what's up

Don't have to ask me why I twist up the lie
Stay on my grind brother, gettin' my pockets right
I'm trying to get, so high
That I'm breathing sky

Don't have to ask me why I twist up the lie
Stay on my grind brother, gettin' my pockets right
I'm trying to get, so high
That I'm breathing sky

Breathing sky

Pulled up my boot strings, like let's do this
Ya boy a nuisance, problem child stupid
Short tempered, don't make me lose it
Simply want to make money and make this music

It was ill for a hot minute
Had to bite the bullet
Swallowed that lead
Then I spit up something foolish

Act like I'm talkin' nonsense
Like I ain't got a conscience
You do what you gotta
when surrounded by Anacondas

Trying to squeeze, the life out of me
Suckas gonna have to back off and let me breathe
I ain't goin' bite back yet I'm just showing my teeth
But all the lies and deceit is turning me into a beast

Don't have to ask me why I twist up the lie
Stay on my grind brother, gettin' my pockets right
I'm trying to get, so high
That I'm breathing sky

I'm breathing sky

Don't have to ask me why, I twist up the lie
Stay on my grind, gettin' my pockets right
I'm trying to get ... so high