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times - atm $tack$ lyrics

sometimes theres good times and sometimes theres bad
sometimes theres good rhymes and sometimes their wack
asking myself why they think my raps trash
he whipped like a belt sh*t he whipped like whip lash
sh*t ain’t ever felt this real hope it gonna last
my homie done dealt the deal then it went bad
20 k in a vacuum seal sh*t that went bad
thats a big chunk ima get up back these racks

some people think the money that they have gonna change them
i’ve been getting money and i still ain’t change yet
but i switched the path mother f*cker had to change direction
gave myself a task do better pay your credit in collections
chase the cheddar stack your cheese and you better count your blessings
i’ve been chilled at ease but i’m still kinda restless
still got a 9*5 tryna keep a steady pension
sh*t i feel so alive hope when i die i go to heaven
i done counted all my blessings now i’m feeling super blessed
i done sent another message but you still ain’t text me
i got some problems to solve they all about me
and when you fall hope you land on me
ima ima do what i can i’m gonna make it
ay ima ima do what i planned i’m gonna take it
i’m so sure like a beach with the sand so let’s face it
got the cure it’s some weed and a xan i’m gonna take it
hit the shore got my feet in the sand i’m meditating
if it pours i don’t give a d*mn a rainbow will find me
i hope it finds you too

sometimes theres good times and sometimes theres bad
sometimes theres good rhymes and sometimes their wack
asking myself why they think my raps trash
he whipped like a belt sh*t he whipped like whip lash
sh*t ain’t ever felt this real hope it gonna last
my homie done dealt the deal then it went bad
20 k in a vacuum seal sh*t that went bad
thats a big chunk ima get up back these racks

i don’t give a f*ck that they took all my cash
i don’t give a f*ck that i got stabbed in the back
tell the haters that i’m up i’m still counting my racks
get you beat like a drum get you beat with a bat
b*tch i’m up like a thumb what you know about that
i smoke chronic bud then i take a nice nap
thats a little about me had to share a fun fact
some more about me i can move h*lla pack
oh wait, i elevate, into a place, outer sp*ce
my favorite place you wanna taste, i let you taste
lets go away, yeah very far away, very far away
i got some problems that i can’t face i tryna escape
look i’m telling you for real i was down but look i’m up now
things started looking up for me i’m giving less f*cks now
i’m smoking more broccoli i’m drinking less cups now
i put the drugs down so there no more come downs
my team we coming up forreal who’d think we used to trap pounds
who’d think i use to pop them seals and pour up in a trap house
my very first mixtape got recorded in that trap house
right now i’m living great i’m out in cali sending back pounds
yeah i really love my mother f*ckin life, yeah i’m really loving life right now

sometimes theres good times and sometimes theres bad
sometimes theres good rhymes and sometimes their wack
asking myself why they think my raps trash
he whipped like a belt sh*t he whipped like whip lash
sh*t ain’t ever felt this real hope it gonna last
my homie done dealt the deal then it went bad
20 k in a vacuum seal sh*t that went bad
thats a big chunk ima get up back these racks

- atm tack lyrics

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