Tastes Better Lyrics

Cash in the bank

Got me some change, but I'm still the same nigga from back in the day

Came with some motion, they back on the wave, shorty telling me I should move back to the bay

Oh now you love it? Sorry it's too late to cut it, I'm sending 'em back to the blade

Pot, it been bubbling, wait till they see how I'm coming, you boys getting lapped in the race

Last for your place, I got my foot on the gas and I won't even tap on the brakes

We from a place that ain't actually safe and you keep tryna put on an act to relate

I still remember the times they ain't pay me no mind, how they let me get back on they brain?

Tastes a lil better when you make it yourself, I can't even complain they ain't pass out a plate, nah

They ain't believe

They ain't think that I could eat off of beats

Couple mill I'm tryna make off the keys

Couple bills that I done paid off at least

Passed 'em up, you know I got the receipts

Not my fault you niggas still getting fleeced

Hard comparing where you couldn't compete

You niggas sleep, I swear I don't get fatigued, let's go

Let's rollout

Ran it up, they was telling me slow down

Made a way, they ain't telling me no now

Promise if they ain't know, then they know now

Ain't just back in the game, it's a blowout

Oh they back on the wave, bring the boat out

Won't be long 'fore the shows getting sold out

Twenty-two hoes on the floor getting flown out, you know what I'm on now

Cash in the bank

Got me some change, but I'm still the same nigga from back in the day

Came with some motion, they back on the wave, shorty telling me I should move back to the bay

Oh now you love it? Sorry it's too late to cut it, I'm sending 'em back to the blade

Pot, it been bubbling, wait till they see how I'm coming, you boys getting lapped in the race

Last for your place, I got my foot on the gas and I won't even tap on the brakes

We from a place that ain't actually safe and you keep tryna put on an act to relate

I still remember the times they ain't pay me no mind, how they let me get back on they brain?

Tastes a lil better when you make it yourself, I can't even complain they ain't pass out a plate, nah

I can't complain

You see how we living, it's not the same

Tried to show 'em the vision, unlock the brain

Was teaching 'em wealth, but they copped a chain

So now when it slows you can't stop the rain

Least you got all the J's and you bought the range right?

Couple of likes prove you wasn't lame right?

All for the gram, ain't it quite a shame, it's like

Y'all rather look rich then be rich

Faking to get in her pants, tell Victoria shit ain't a secret

Fuck that advance that they gave you, they gotta recoup it before they go break off your pieces

I'd rather own it than lease it 'cause I'm way too cold with the art, Mona Lisa

Might take a trip and a pill in Ibiza, don't care bout the number they charge to the VISA, it's up

Cash in the bank

Got me some change, but I'm still the same nigga from back in the day

Came with some motion, they back on the wave, shorty telling me I should move back to the bay

Oh now you love it? Sorry it's too late to cut it, I'm sending 'em back to the blade

Pot, it been bubbling, wait till they see how I'm coming, you boys getting lapped in the race

Last for your place, I got my foot on the gas and I won't even tap on the brakes

We from a place that ain't actually safe and you keep tryna put on an act to relate

I still remember the times they ain't pay me no mind, how they let me get back on they brain?

Tastes a lil better when you make it yourself, I can't even complain they ain't pass out a plate, nah