Colt Liles - Tips for Gas (feat. Mi$tah King)

What's up bro
You off work yet
I just got off at 7:30pm
I think I saved up enough tips for that Drvke beat too
Alright, bet
What time you trying to record
I can come through right now

Filling up the tank with gas
Saving change all day
Working all week 
Tryna free up cash
Working overtime for the tips in the glass
Make sure you keep control
Weekend is almost here
Then you can just let go
You try to run put them bills on hold
Work late night
Hoping no one knows

Oh
When the lights go off 
Man, its so cold 
This candle flame is the only heat 
Checking bank statements
Week by week
No money to the name
It'd be so easy 
With a little touch of fame
I gotta hold my head up high
No living with any kind of shame 
Ego rest aside I'm feeling through my pains
Crashing on roommates floors
I just want my own keys to the doors
Even the scores just a little bit 
Hammy downs big but I got to make them fit
Gotta a few friends that I'm coming with
So many options but none to choose
Fishing poles out I've cast a few
But these fish ain't biting
Everyday I'm up here fighting
Like, what's right or wrong
Drift a away and write that song
Feel the spirit through you
Capture them with every lyric
This is where you belong
You got five on it just to make the spliff
Cruise with control like I'm in the whip
Lately I've been filling up

Filling up the tank with gas
Saving change all day
Working all week 
Tryna free up cash
Working overtime for the tips in the glass
Make sure you keep control
Weekend is almost here
Then you can just let go
You try to run put them bills on hold
Work late night hoping no one knows
Oh

Hoping that nobody knows
Hoping that none of it shows
Hoping all of it blows over
Ima still stand ten toes down like a soldier
Hoping that dream and ride in a rover
I am not buying those dreams that they sold ya
I ain't got time to depend on a promoter
I did it myself and I said fuck the quota
Kept my composure
No need for exposure
And if it's a problem then I will expose ya
I came from the bottom
I ain't need a Chauffeur
My foot on the throttle
I'm not pulling over
Over

Filling up the tank with gas
Saving change all day
Working all week 
Tryna free up cash
Working overtime for the tips in the glass
Make sure you keep control
Weekend is almost here
Then you can just let go
You try to run put them bills on hold
Work late night in a mask hoping no one knows

Written by:
Colt Liles

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