Lyrics 9 13 2017 - Greediphresh

I gotta write these bars
Make sure every line is on, I'm like foreman when I form them
Punches hitting hard
I gotta make these tracks
808s and hats
Kicks, snares, and snaps
Melodies and claps
Whether trap, whether boom bap
Old or new rap, it will slap, in fact it does like vintage pimps
I put the finishing touches on them
Like morticians with embalming fluid
You are now listening,
To an instrumentals funeral service
Manslaughter I abuse my recordings
I practice often to develop my courage
I hit the mic like evander pushing through
Though I'm nervous
I leave the studio certain
Cuz I got to make these songs
It's gotta be right cuz I failed if they listen and don't sing along
I dream of being on
With nightmares of the wrong people
Camouflaged as friends for me to bring along
I'd rather be alone
That's why I'm dodging calls, cuz I can feel you wanting something when you reach my phone
I let it ring, you can text but I'll just keep it stored, who hits me up to see on how I'm doing, I can think of some
Maybe my girl, maybe my moms
Maybe my pops,
Nephew, bro, lynell, rich, gatz Bar-none
The rest call me for a beat with insufficient funds
And ask for additions when I'm done like my time is null
I'm hittin Open Mics
What's the use of having songs if you can't emulate the record live
I love the energy I get from vibes
And if you think you'll make a fortune off of streams you gone waste your time
I'm on media, posting, upping my count of likes
On unbreakable's channel saying subscribe to mine
Im supporting, and networking, all with a smile
I'm ambitious but nothing's bringing me dollar signs
Son I've been working 12 hour shifts
And I ain't got a dollar left to spend
And you gotta get off my insurance
In the upcoming month because you turn 26
You lose money more than you make money doing this
Not telling you to give up what you're doing but you're growing up
And I'm getting older, prices rising because times are hard
Rap is an investment until profit so apply for jobs
Son careful when you're driving
And when you make mistakes
Be more open tell me what you're hiding
Since you got this ticket, they use it as prevention, for you to make a livin
Since it's paid now it's hard to fight it
But Uber ain't guaranteed anyway
Some days you're gettin paid but what about the days you don't
What about the days like this when the money's slow
Invest in something steady more secure to keep from going broke
Son what about your cars
Both of them, they ain't never washed
What about the oil, what about the brakes
How many times I told you not to empty out the tank
I can't cook, clean, pay your bills, buy your food, buy your clothes, a shame I spoiled you
Plus This the second time that we got a lawyer
I only do these things because I love you
Son, you gotta watch your health
You gotta get your sleep
I made a monster when I turned you on to things to eat
Not knowing days would come when you would find it difficult to breathe
We're going to the doctor and the problem is we're both obese
Gotta take steps, so we can find relief
I know it hit us hard when, we got kicked out our apartment
Instead of losing excess weight, we try to medicate our problems
When we know that when we lose control like us that they grow larger