PotBelly

Two black suits no white but a grey goose Big castle all glass but it light blue Big ass sun all bright when it blind you They stay broke but the age ain't come through They got money yeah they got goals Shit ain't funny when the sell out folds Man up top said wipe your nose Now you got no job and your like us, broke You sold your wife to be a part of this life You sold your eyes to forget what's real You sold your day to stay up at night You sold your soul for a thin green bill You won't fit in in the streets, trust me Used to be in industry, lucky Struggle for rent its a fee, rusty Got your eyes in my hand and I ask them What do you see They say ain't gonna lie I wish I was back at the top of the sky Wish I could fly Really right now I feel like dying, dying These people at the top think they got it right But I don't really know if they can see the night These people at the top think they got it right Till they stabbed in the back by a fucking knife I've been running out of time I've been running out of time but I but I But I But I But I've been running out of time I've been runing out of time but I but I da da da da Back at the crib like I'm back with a lift Lost all my bread so I'm packing this bitch Thought I could live with corrupting the kids Used to have no wife no eyes but was rich Now I'm living with grandma sipping this fanta Sick of the tweets and al of this banta This ones for the fans and the man up top Big boy your shit better stop If not Ima stomp like hop scotch Your times for all the dimes like a stopwatch Many people fall now they killing that's a hot drop I've been running out of time I've been running out of time but I but I But I But I But I've been running out of time I've been runing out of time but I but I da da da da Back with the money like I'm back with the honey If I'm counting the stacks then the fat man is funny Got stabbed in the back now my nose always running I resent in my heat all you boys be bummy Im protecting this shit Tech in this bitch Batman Feeding the snitch Bread to the rich Action Im on the climb there ain't nothing you can take from me I ain't finna fall cause the rec gave me fake money Y'all gonna cry when I get up to the top That's irony Greatest no bluff yeah I gotta be Aroma is fine like a winery I don't need no money to make great hits all that I need is inside of me