Текст песни Making a Living - Corey Patrick

Yo, shoutout my nigga Dan Kat, shoutout my nigga Pistol Pete
Get in where you fit in, focus tequila
You know what it is, Arley, Anand
All niggas putting me on, man, you know what it is

Making a killing, we making a living
Taking off, don't slam my door when you get in
'Cause this my spaceship, and we some astronauts
It always makes me want to do it when they tell me nah
They always eat it up, they love it when I spit it raw
And everyone just came to watch us like a cinema
The way I'm living, bruh, it can't be right
But I be on the screen every night
Look

Painkiller, painkiller, won't you kill my pain?
Tell the sun to go away and come another day
Wish I could've helped my brother find another way
Friends be tryna talk, they swear I'm in another place
I contemplate and contemplate on if anyone can relate
I light the purp, inhale the flavors
Get pulled over, keep my cadence
Snakes in the grass, they be shedding all over me, they be treading
Mayn could try to kill you while he acting like your brethren
Do I believe it or just speak it, am I just a reverend?
Got my gang I got my family I don't got no best friend
I got racks I pulled a Melly
Marvin made some dead friends
Wait a second homie got me driving down a dead end

Making a killing, we all make a living
Taking off, don't slam my door when you get in
'Cause this my spaceship, and we some astronauts
It always makes me want to do it when they tell me nah
They always eat it up, they love it when I spit it raw
And everyone just came to watch us like a cinema
The way I'm living, bruh, it can't be right
But I be on the screen every night
Look

'Cause this my spaceship, and we some astronauts
Making a living we all make a killing
Making a killing we all make a living
We taking off don't slam no doors when you get in
Get in where you fit in