Bucket - Stay Down Till You Come Up

Flashing all your whips don't mean nothing when we know they rented
Fantasize over chains we can't hang boy get out my section
We just born yeah different, believe it
Tinted windows, you try to see me
Broke out as a bitch, I ain't make shit
Copy cats using command keys
I been staying 100 it's lonely
Lately all I see is these phonies
Kid Leeroy ass rappers everywhere I go
Boy you couldn't approach me
Lately I've been dreaming of may Bach's
With a driver, so I can just lay back
Take all my chips and bet on myself yeah yeah fuck all the fallbacks
When I shoot my shot, no missing
Zero dollars but your diamonds glissing
Rent past due, envelopes blue, credit card just hit the limit
Cus you spend all your money on fabrics
Broke boy but he tryna act like lavish
Least I'm staying honest, I ain't got to front, 33 dollars made last month
Stay down till you come up
I started writing now you in trouble
This gone be a hot boy summer
Watch me glow up like no other yeah
CEO, I ain't budging
Take a picture when I'm out in public
Food shopping like we at Publix
50 tracks that I'm waiting to publish yeah yeah
Stay down till you come up
Stay down till you come up
Stay down till you come up
Stay down till you come up
Stay down till you come up
Stay down till you come up
Stay down till you come up
Work for yourself, man fuck all the boss
We bout to eat hit the sign of the cross
Tap water bout to change it to Voss
Thrift store closet I got too much sauce yeah
Yall buy louis but you still aint fresh
Expensive shirts don't get respect
You the rookie I am the vet
You the rookie I am the vet
Say it twice just to pay your debts
Canada boy moved to the US
If I get a contract, 20 mill I won't sign for less
Took that story as a lesson
With myself I made no exception
If we got beef, you'll know that, it'll be my first impression yeah
Struggle, yall know nothing about it
Daddy's money snapchat you count it
Fronting never did you shit, stunting like a bitch, all I see is cowards
6"3 you can't tell me shit, meet in person now you won't say shit
Internet got you all hyped up, twitter fingers bout to get you hit
But violence is never the answer, I'm too smart to fight out on camera
Once I bust up your face, I'll be in court tryna use my manners
All I do is work, yall just write it down in your planner
I'm a hot boy, ain't no block boy but I'm really about that damage yeah yeah

Written by:
Declan Burt

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find