Lyrics Honest Living - j shiest

(chris you idiot! look at what you did!)
Yeah

Ima run this shit up till im dead
How you 'posed to make a sandwich
If you ain't got no fucking bread
I swear to god that id be lying
If it aint hurt my ears to listen to what you said
How the hell you love me but you want me dead?
Man that shit crazy to me
I been real to all these niggas for way too long
That shit ain't paying off
Cant think of yesterday
I woke up again so i gotta shake it off
I just pray that god forgive me for my sins
I gotta make it off this planet
Every day i take a loss, this shit get hard i'on understand it
This shit so hard to be a boss, everything i do i gotta plan it
If its him or me you dont gotta choose
I swear to god i'll understand it
Sometimes i dont know what to do
I just be trying not to panic
Try so hard just to move on
But this shit hard, cause I been damaged
Man its starting to feel like im back to shooting dice
The way you got that money was wrong
But you can spend it and make it right
They think I never can do wrong i hope I live up to the hype
She like all my unreleased songs
And you can hear 'em through night
Just got off the phone Quez, he said "make sure you living right"
If I ever leave without my shit, I prolly got a knife
I know i shouldnt even be used to this but im tryna keep my life
When i get rich im taking care of Z, he had to sacrifice
But fuck that shit who taking care of me it got me thinkin twice
Swear to god if i dont buy that purse she'll leave my ass tonight
When you lie it make my stomach hurt you know that shit aint right
"You do it first and ima do it worse" Lil Baby said that right? (yeah)

How many times?
You done had to do a penny cause yo dawg ain't drop a dime
Fuck the niggas who ain't wit me, yall will never be my kind
I heard them niggas screaming "slatt"
I guess they thinking that they slime
Im in the mix im tryna get it cause im running out of time
These niggas always think they winning till we come and up the score
And ima always make it known when me and my niggas hit the door
Im tryna make an honest living without me having to sell some dope
I promise every nigga thats with me
Gone swear to god that im the "G.O.A.T."

I gotta find a way to get lit so i can take care of all my folks
I already know ima get rich but it be times I lose hope
And out of all my mamas children, i'm the one who never spoke
And ima always take the shot to win the game i'll never choke
Just had to cut her ass off again she fucking up my focus
I'll never open up my heart again, i'll never be a hoe motion
Aye how you tryna work yo move on me?
You gotta be fucking joking
You cant have your phone when you with me
Yo nigga prolly' scoping
Everybody in the hood would try to tell me that im chosen
I dont think that ill be good until my pockets looking swollen
My heart too big i wanna see everybody win, i cant control it
I'll never bend but i might nod off to the side like 3 wheel motion
I always talk to god he told me that ill win if i stay close
And being real got back in style
So thats the lifestyle that i chose for me
And when yall see them three big letters "RDB"
Yall better know its me
Ain't never had to work hard for attention they just notice me

How many times?
You done had to do a penny cause yo dawg ain't drop a dime
Fuck the niggas who ain't wit me, yall will never be my kind
I heard them niggas screaming "slatt"
I guess they thinking that they slime
Im in the mix im tryna get it cause im running out of time
These niggas always think they winning till we come and up the score
And ima always make it known when me and my niggas hit the door
Im tryna make an honest living without me having to sell some dope
I promise every nigga thats with me
Gone swear to god that im the "G.O.A.T."