Lyrics Board Man Gets Paid - Cyrus

Yeah, it was late nights in the parking lot, I'd lock the doors, turn the speakers up
Play a record that I just laid, and get a feel for it, I got the Midas touch
And it's never really been about luck, never had like any on my side
Feeling like I'm Indiana Jones, and I just got the Ark, better close all your eyes
Motherfucker, I'ma feast on a beat every week, everything that I do got a hell of reason
I'm what is needed, here take a dose
Sing to your bitch, that's on the low
Rap to your friends, that's so they know
Beats in the whip, why cause I can
My last 12 songs better than your best shit
Board man gets paid and I'm bored of this shit
Man, I'm pulling down the rebounds, baby
Ain't nothing but a rebound, baby
Ain't ever had a shot like this, never on like this, never be mine, baby
And it's sike, that's just hard talk, boy
Little funny like I'm Marlon Wayans
Man, I'm filling up the stat sheet, huh
It's like when it's Harden playing
Good try, is you Chris Paul, wait
Nobody want Chris Paul, thanks
Been catching like way new vibes, write songs like every damn day
Your shot's off the backboard, huh, you need to try new things
I need that Bron contract, straight up, board man gets paid, that's right
Shoutout Kawhi, shoutout Toronto man, yeah

Got the breeze on my back, been busy making moves
Man, I grew up looking up to Big Sean and now I live inside the booth
Man, drop the attitude, life is pretty great
I woke up, ran me like six miles, saw another kid got tattooed
Man, that shit is really something, I've been feeling super lucky
And I really want to challenge myself, and really better myself
And get a ring for my woman, cause she's special
Got a lot on my mind, here's the essence
Drop some videos, music, and get investors
Get a record deal offer, and get a management offer, and get an agent to hit me and then reject 'em
Cause I've been on the gas, and I don't need the brakes
I've been putting reps in every single day
I've been in the kitchen, got some salmon on the stove, and I just poured a glass of watermelon lemonade
Man you know how it go like, cold like Klondike
Ball like Klaw do, sweet like Mike Ike
Drive like green light, me like so great
You like no thanks, good like CyHi
Man, I'm a fossil, you've never really seen this before
Really like my chips with the dip and awards
Really like my shoulders with a chip on 'em, this is for the kids that was told they ain't shit
Man, this shit's unfair, and this life is a fair
Mine's on the fairway, yours in a chair
Mine's on the court, man, I live in the paint
Off a no-look pass, board man gets paid, and I'm out