Lyrics I.B.D.T (feat. Don Trip) - Boss Wood

Ok
Everything ain't jus gone fall in place
But when stand this tall
Then the top don't feel so far away
Gotta live everyday like a holiday
Life to short not to celebrate
It's got ups and downs like the letter H
I'm jus tryin to stay far away from niggas
That ain't tryin to straight to it
I can't relate to it
They make the money like they hate to do it
My kids gotta eat no matter who I gotta slay to do it
Set the funeral and wake for em
It's too late for em
Please pray for em
God speed

And I gotta be the one to put the dirt on the top of nigga casket
Everybody blessed a opportunity ain't meant to have it
I deserve this shit I pre planned it
I spoke to skies and I received answers
Broke thru a surface most ain't even scratchin
We ain't lookin back at this point
I wana relax but the point is
I work way too hard to keep fancy
I'm still in this bitch
Like a brand fetus
Flip flop and draws I'm fina stay the weekend
Flipped a classic wit my favorite rappa
And I still ain't checked if you ain't paid for features
I take cash bitcoin or visa
And a life included if I'm on the defense
I don't want static if you want me rappin
Betta pat yo pockets nigga not the tv
Hmmm
I was in dark tryin howl at the moon
Like wolf now I'm liable to touch that bitch
If everythin dark gotta come to the light
Then the flash from gun cause mourning events
Wait catch dat early
Morning events
Bar God Boss I'm abnormal I guess
You ain't really think I was gon let my nigga kill it
And not try to bring him bak two palms to the chest
Yellin clear
The check that is
My school never taught wat an investments is
We was in the hood jus like Trayvon Martin
Wit the Arizona weed and the Skittle was x
I want everythin earned don't give me shit
I'm true to the grind my nigga
She ain't gotta argue to give me lip
It ain't got that loud in a minute
I'm the one they called the average joe
Now I average more than the record holders
I'm not chasin after record labels to indorse my message
And get records broken
We been marchin in the streets wit it
They ain't wana see it
Had to mak em notice
Good dope really sale itself
And all dope dealers need a faithful smoker
I been trippin lately now vacations over
You resort to violence when you stay in Florida
Boy the state shaped jus like a hand gun
All dependin on the way you hold it
Made a dream really come true
And I ain't have to go to sleep
I jus prayed and spoke it
I'm a call it early
The next song you gone hear me snap wit Starlito on it
God real nigga
It's best you kno
Your not a fan you CEO
Acronym it when you call me goat
Bcuz the bible state somebody slit it's throat
For a sacrificial reason
I'm not a sacrificial being
If you wana kill somthin please kill yoself
Dats how you dance wit demons
Yeee