Interlude lyrics
by Scrim
[Interlude]
Alright, now first off I'm a hustler, so imma get it regardless. Whatever it takes to eat y'know. At the end of the day, y'all boys talking about "y'all rap", b*tch only your friends heard of you. Nobody but your friends
Same places, venues, same motherf*cking faces. b*tch I done paid my grandmas house off, I keep 20 grand in cash with me at all times
My bank accounts are f*cking stupid with commas, so don't tell me about being signed dog
Y'all can keep y'all sh*t. So when y'all old asses is getting at me and I'm surrounded by garbage y'all p*ss me the f*ck off
Give a f*ck about no one no G59 let's roll, Trap