Raise a Glass (feat. LQ)

Shit ain't sweet no shit ain't sweet When you be talking to me Shit ain't sweet no shit ain't sweet When you be talking to me Address me as that king Let the trumpets sing We raising a glass we raising a glass Put shit in the past Put shit in the past We raising a glass we raising a glass Put shit in the past Put shit in the past You gotta relax I get in my bag Put shit in the past we raising a glass Raise a glass to me baby shake that ass for me Baby bend it back for me disobey the god that's blasphemy Head to the bank and I'm laughin I'm still making millies with taxes I'm making music my baby like acting The beat ain't the only thing getting to clappin I say crazy shit where's the reaction Is you listening or just blunt passing Thanks for the streams I'm ready to cash in I love my fans supporting my passion Shit can get drastic But I'm still enjoying myself At the same time employing myself I'm a boss and a worker for wealth And I use a curtain for stealth So when I hit the stage unleash the rage I scribble and jot to the page say thanks for the praise My baby she don't play games I'm getting topped on a plane, and we not the same No we not the same they want me to change These boys around town been talkin strange Y'all can keep the fame Shit ain't sweet no shit ain't sweet When you be talking to me Shit ain't sweet no shit ain't sweet When you be talking to me Address me as that king Let the trumpets sing We raising a glass we raising a glass Put shit in the past Put shit in the past We raising a glass we raising a glass Put shit in the past Put shit in the past You gotta relax I get in my bag Put shit in the past we raising a glass Raise the glass to me Got bumped up to first class for free Don't look at the tag thats on me I'm in my bag no fee I make these girls go beyond crazy I'm gonna have some d1 babies Crack down on you like the eighties Why they ask for help they'll never repay me She been on her knees too much they too ashy thought she was KD Too cashy the banks would chase me Too flashy thinkin louis v made me Two bad b's stay right there with me Rags to riches smashing the baddest bitches Life style mad expensive mad impressive But this ain't the world that god designed we ruined it People too stuck on their egos to make improvements I lose it when good students with potential act so stupid Like who is the reason we stuck We best outta luck Got homies not one that I trust They'd leave me in dust That shit is disgusting I do what I must Shit ain't sweet no shit ain't sweet When you be talking to me Shit ain't sweet no shit ain't sweet When you be talking to me Address me as that king Let the trumpets sing We raising a glass we raising a glass Put shit in the past Put shit in the past We raising a glass we raising a glass Put shit in the past Put shit in the past You gotta relax I get in my bag Put shit in the past we raising a glass