C./FORTE şarkı sözleri
In this corner, weighing a collective four hundred pounds: C./FORTE!
And in this corner, the reigning champ for the past 244 years: The American Dream!
Let me tell you this, nobody survives
And I ain't gon' want this whip when I finally die
What's bad bitch if they ain't by your side?
What's the point of getting rich if you dead when you die?
Let me tell you this, nobody survives (Nobody)
And I ain't gon' want this whip when I finally die
What's a bad bitch if they ain't by your side?
What's the point of getting rich? I dunno but Imma try
On Founder's day I ain't know shit about a legacy
Work hard and you'll win, that's the shit that they been telling me
Told to me by boomers who grew up inside the seventies
It ain't that simple, today you must be moving in 7-D
Me and all my dogs inside the kennel with no pedigree
Made it up to college and we walked out with like ten degrees
Still we get no empathy, I swear that ya'll be testing me,
And every month the money for my loans feel like a penalty
So what's a legacy?
A rich man's game
But I ain't ever been rich
Well, that shit's gon' change
And I know money can't buy happiness, we on the same page
But I can't go and make change if I can't make change
I know ya'll feel my pain, ice up on my brain while I'm underpaid
Keep us all distracted, we don't notice that we in a cage
Serotonin only flowin' from the likes up on my page
Shit a fuckin' circus, why you think I'm always on a stage?
So let me tell you this, you can go an quote me loosely:
Don't let me see you rocking Gucci 'fore you really Gucci
I know you bought yourself a belt and then your bitch a two piece
But buying brands before some land the marking of a goofy
But I don't blame you, cause they wanna keep us down
And they tell us we'll be happy if we cop the latest style
But ain't one of us been happy, so we all want it right now
But imagine having something that was worth handing it down?
I'm talking land, I'm talking money, equity, I'm talking stocks
It goes my kiddies, biddie, city, when my fifty's finally pop
Imma roll up my bandana, hit the streets feeling like 'Pac
Cause when you started at the bottom, only place to go the top
(Wassup?)
Let me tell you this, nobody survives
And I ain't gon' want this whip when I finally die
What's bad bitch if they ain't by your side?
What's the point of getting rich if you dead when you die?
Let me tell you this, nobody survives (Nobody)
And I ain't gon' want this whip when I finally die
What's a bad bitch if they ain't by your side?
What's the point of getting rich? I dunno but Imma try
Paper, why save it for later?
Buy up all these acres
Dead president's faces for my whip, my watch, my maker
Nobody to save us
So I'm gon' save this paper
Dead president's faces for my whip, my watch, my
