Slack - FOOTREST

I was fine woke up feeling like I won that
Had the tail on Friday and I get the head on Monday
If I hit the road chances I aint coming back
They don't wanna pay you out They wanna keep you hungry
I was fine woke up feeling like I won that
Had the tail on Friday and I get the head on Monday
If I hit the road the chances I aint coming back
They don't wanna pay you out They wanna keep you hungry
I started placing from the edge so I could put the pieces
And I kick the dirt beneath me
Wanna get the fancy colored
Pink all in the Jesus pieces
I got shadows I've my own
I work them out believe me
And A couple people hit my phone
And wonder why I'm leaving
I've been selling souls to live
Shorty tell ya life ain't easy
But I know price is teasing
I say I could and they don't believe me
Tryna get ahead so let us pray
I had feeling ever since I could pronounce the seasons
I was fine woke up feeling like I won that
Had the tail on Friday and I get the head on Monday
If I hit the road the chances I aint coming back
They don't wanna pay you out They wanna keep you hungry
I been working hard for years but I just found the reason
Tell my mama wipe the tears and make sure that she sees me
30 large that's the goal with all my people
We ain't talking triple set of 0s we taking more like regal numbers
See I came from under
I ain't even see the sun up
Came from pasta n chops to eatin when I wanna
You a sucker sucking on the come up till you beat
Hit that shit like one two three call that shit a trilogy
I was fine woke up feeling like I won that
Had the tail on Friday and I get the head on Monday
If I hit the road the chances I aint coming back
They don't wanna pay you out They wanna keep you hungry

Written by:
Matthew Grinvalsky

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