Lyrics Cake - Dashboard Danny

I jump on a beat and I run through the middle
Gotta get in the zone when I touch instrumentals to make sure that I clear out my mental
Cant nothing Im doing out here be considered as gentle
Can't nobody stop me from me, and I mean it, nobody not even myself hoe
I put in the work like a bumble bee baby I'm stepping real hard like a shell toe
There was no choice for me baby, I had to get right
Had no cash in my pocket, I'm up watching interviews every night,
Paid attention that's right
Got advice that I took in hopes that it'd better my life
I conditioned myself, when I looked in the rear view, I see that I left em behind
I'm on the grind
Also out of my mind
But I like it this way
Hustling hard I don't got time to play
I stay on the hunt, I don't got time to pray
If you know what it is, why the fuck you complain
I knew I'd get love and I knew I'd get hate
Independent my walking, I'm carving a lane
Wanted to eat so I'm stuffing my face
Fat boy shit I need my cake

I said fuck the fame, get the money and lay low
I'm going real hard so they can't ever say no
I feel like a staple that's stuck to the paper
To strive and achieve man I dont need a label
I spit what I feel and I see, ain't no fable
Reality checks what I bring to the table
I run up a profit to have me a say so
And hustlers relate cause I get em enabled
The effort I had for hoes went into business
Money over fucking all of these bitches
And need the whole thing cause I don't want percentages
Do what I gotta do, make sure I'm getting it
Step in the booth and I never be hesitant
Still the same nigga from back then the way you remember it
Boy with the book bag and pad with the pen in it

I jump on a beat and I run through the middle
Gotta get in the zone when I touch instrumentals to make sure that I clear out my mental
Cant nothing Im doing out here be considered as gentle
Can't nobody stop me from me, and I mean it, nobody not even myself hoe
I put in the work like a bumble bee baby I'm stepping real hard like a shell toe
There was no choice for me baby, I had to get right
Had no cash in my pocket, I'm up watching interviews every night,
Paid attention that's right
Got advice that I took in hopes that it'd better my life
I conditioned myself, when I looked in the rear view, I see that I left em behind
I'm on the grind
Also out of my mind
But I like it this way
Hustling hard I don't got time to play
I stay on the hunt, I don't got time to pray
If you know what it is, why the fuck you complain
I knew I'd get love and I knew I'd get hate
Independent my walking, I'm carving a lane
Wanted to eat so I'm stuffing my face
Fat boy shit I need my cake

I don't do back and forth nigga I don't do the tennisin'
Dashboard gon run em over like some venison
I'm seeing red again
Leaving another beat dead again
Thinking I can't ever settle in
I'm tryna live how a legend live
Taking advantage of everything thrown at me
I'm building leverage
Still putting drank in my beverages
Danny not Dennis but I still be menacing
Ain't no BSing him
Smokes lot of medicine
Mama said say no to drugs but y'all know I was yessing it
I don't be stressing shit
Never be begging
I focus on building and keeping it steady then growing it bigger
Talking like Thugga
I'm talking like Jigga
Want my own city since I went to Disney
Rest In Peace to that boy Nipsey

I jump on a beat and I run through the middle
Gotta get in the zone when I touch instrumentals to make sure that I clear out my mental
Cant nothing Im doing out here be considered as gentle
Can't nobody stop me from me, and I mean it, nobody not even myself hoe
I put in the work like a bumble bee baby I'm stepping real hard like a shell toe
There was no choice for me baby, I had to get right
Had no cash in my pocket, I'm up watching interviews every night,
Paid attention that's right
Got advice that I took in hopes that it'd better my life
I conditioned myself, when I looked in the rear view, I see that I left em behind
I'm on the grind
Also out of my mind
But I like it this way
Hustling hard I don't got time to play
I stay on the hunt, I don't got time to pray
If you know what it is, why the fuck you complain
I knew I'd get love and I knew I'd get hate
Independent my walking, I'm carving a lane
Wanted to eat so I'm stuffing my face
Fat boy shit I need my cake