Lamb Over Rice Lyrics

Bleux

Lamb Over Rice, we choosing to live that life

Luxury be the costliest price to pay

Like all of that debt, ima lay to rest

When I blow up in the spot and my momma

Ask me "how much you get on your check?"

Ima smile and just say "yes"

Make my pops face turn so red, let him know his son a baller, yuh

They gon' know ima fly like a phoenix in 05

My god, do you listen to my thoughts?

Cause a lot ain't been getting answered lately

I'm starting to think that I'm the answer maybe

I'm the publics enemy, number one

18 but I gotta treat ya'll like ya'll my sons

Old school with the flow but I'm newborn

New age, new year, this the new form

Miseducated, yet so delegated, the way that I rap

You can tell a youngin' really dedicated

Now tell the devil waiting that I'm awaiting the heaven gates and

That Im'a need some more green on my payments

Or else the only cold drip I'm gon' feel is when I hit the pavement

Damn

Or else the only cold drip I'm gon' feel is when I hit the pavement

Shit, I'm so highly favored, that's cap but

Who else gon' cheer me on when the silence decides to fall through

And reality start to hit that I'm a kid with a Kanye mentality

Falling off the edge of a cliff, Yuh

I got the cameras rolling

Party is popping, put your hands up

Show em ain't nobody rock with us

Falling down ain't no motherfucking option

Bass is bumping, crowd be jumping

You can hear em in the distance so I know it's not too far

Just gotta take my time

Take my time, yuh

Bleux, better get familiar

Take my, take my time

Let it bounce, yuh

Ya , ya

Take my time with everything, I'm divine

The words that come to my mental, I scribble them on the line

Creating visuals so defined so ya'll would never have to read between the lines

This my life

These my dreams

My beliefs so if ya'll fucking with me lemme hear you get wild ya, get wild ya

Put your hands up in the sky ya

Like Biggie said don't shoot up the party

I got a bottle of Bacardi

Modelos for the eses

Malibu for the white girls

Bottles that should last ten days

My head like Fuck you, lemme get paid

My heart like this a passion, just gotta get into the game

But we gon' make this fame shit last more than a decade, yuh

Need to promise myself that I'm gon' make my name last more than a decade, uh

Cause I got the cameras rolling

Party is popping, put your hands up

Show em ain't nobody rock with us

Falling down ain't no motherfucking option

Bass is bumping, crowd be jumping

You can hear em in the distance so I know it's not too far

Just gotta take my time

Take my time, yuh

Gotta take my

Gotta take my

Gotta take my time, take my time yuh

So I know It's not too far, just

Gotta take my

Gotta take my time, take my time yuh

Gotta take my

Gotta take my

Gotta take my

Gotta take my