Itching ft. Gu$to Lyrics

Life get hard I know can't break can't fold

Life get hard I know can't break can't fold got to stand ten toes

Concrete jungle with guerillas it's cold

Set the city on fire from the ashes I rose

God is good God is great He ain't never late He don't make mistakes yeah

You can never go and take some food off my plate yeah

I stay in the field watch me go and make a play yeah

And another play yeah

And another play

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

I can feel my palms itching

I can feel my palms itching

Every day I hop up out the bed got to get some bread

Got a bad bitch and she always giving me that sloppy head imma stay ahead

Plotting with my guys it's the county rules imma spread

With my niggas anytime nigga I can't live a lie

Loyalty equals royalty we'll reach the top

Speed off if I see cops

Cock back if I see opps

Plans don't work then make it rerock

Remix it and remix it until the day it don't flop

Each day executing new plots yeah

Life get hard I know can't break can't fold got to stand ten toes

Concrete jungle with guerillas it's cold

Set the city on fire from the ashes I rose

God is good God is great He ain't never late He don't make mistakes yeah

You can never go and take some food off my plate yeah

I stay in the field watch me go and make a play yeah

And another play yeah

And another play

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

I can feel my palms itching

I can feel my palms itching

I'm on a mission see past all my conditions

I got to get these riches

I'm not focused on no bitches

Perfecting the plan that's rich

Chanel and Versace's linens

I want that finer living

Not greed but there's more to life

I'd rather go take flights

In my dreams see flashing lights jump off stage every night

I'm too drunk threw up out the window and swerving when I drive

My girl she ask me some questions but I just mumble I'm too high

She told me pull over nigga I think it's better if I drive

I be so caught in my thoughts sometimes I wonder if I'm alive

I'm always constantly faded cause I don't have patience with time

Life get's the best of me pour up lean inside my Canada Dry

Money don't buy happiness but in that Bentley joy inside their eyes.

Life get hard I know can't break can't fold got to stand ten toes

Concrete jungle with guerillas it's cold

Set the city on fire from the ashes I rose

God is good God is great He ain't never late He don't make mistakes yeah

You can never go and take some food off my plate yeah

I stay in the field watch me go and make a play yeah

And another play yeah

And another play

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

Bags are on the way cause I can feel my palms itching

I can feel my palms itching

I can feel my palms itching