toyota seats - wess vega lyrics
i was starving, but look how i increased on em
i gotta plenty bread, rising like yeast on em
them cold toyota seats, i fell asleep on em
$1.50 i can get a egg biscuit with some cheese on it
it ain’t enough for gas, walked to waffle house up the street for it
so when you see me i’m grinding, focused, gotta keep scoring
cuz now i’m living luxury
i don’t drink but i’m up in vip popping bubbly
now people talk like they be knowing me
i’m aware of haters but it don’t bother me
waffles on my plate but i’m living comfortably
giving my daughter the best cuz that’s my seed
i’m stacking the green and sacrificing but the cross is on the t
im’a dragon the way i’m blazing, i’m finally living out my dreams
not attaching to myself to my results, as long as it don’t decrease
kept the hunger so when i’m dining i gotta feast on em
was on my last hope i told myself i gotta keep going
that struggle turns you into a beast don’t it?
my grind hit a lil bit different when i go unleashed on em
i still remember when them fakers tried to leach off me
the same n*ggas still at the bottom looking up at me saucy
i was starving, but look how i increased on em
i gotta plenty bread, rising like yeast on em
them cold toyota seats, i fell asleep on em
$1.50 i can get a egg biscuit with some cheese on it
it ain’t enough for gas, walked to waffle house up the street for it
so when you see me i’m grinding, focused, gotta keep scoring
cuz now i’m living luxury
i don’t drink but i’m up in vip popping bubbly
these n*ggas be focused on drama like b*tches
i had to stay alive through the drought
so i’m focused on all my ambitions
making my decisions count
then i’m counting up all my digits
keep my 3rd focused on the vision
strapped up like a soldier on a mission
then i aim for my goals like a missile
had to clean off the grime, in a matter of time i’m fresh like detergent with the bristle
went from 0 to 100 n*gga that’s too official
looking in the mirror like n*gga you run it, i need 2 whistles
this just the intro to what’s coming next, shots like duce triple
only god can judge me… judicial
hating n*ggas you can touch me, you too artificial
you ain’t got the heart to love me cuz your heart too shriveled
i put god first and nothing above em because he made my wish true
i was starving, but look how i increased on em
i gotta plenty bread, rising like yeast on em
them cold toyota seats, i fell asleep on em
$1.50 i can get a egg biscuit with some cheese on it
it ain’t enough for gas, walked to waffle house up the street for it
so when you see me i’m grinding, focused, gotta keep scoring
cuz now i’m living luxury
i don’t drink but i’m up in vip popping bubbly
pop pop pop pop
kept the hunger so when i’m dining i gotta feast on em
was on my last hope i told myself i gotta keep going
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