Respect It Lyrics

I could take a baker's job

By the way I make this bread

Of course we live to stack

Cause it's "Get rich or you're dead"

First was in my head

Now you're in my bed

I would love to bring you in

But can I take you out instead

Pay me nice I said

Need the cash

Fuck the cred

Called my phone

Of course I sped

And turned on the jets

This ain't Instagram

But I would follow if you lead

God gave clear instructions

I should follow what he said

Can I hold you for a minute

Maybe fall into some debt

Let you lay inside my arms

I had some plans but overslept

Set the standard I respect it

I just won't object

Trying to climb the ladder

Nigga I won't skip a step

Tell the truth there's no one better

If I say so I'm the best

I grew up on Highland Ave

You fuck with a kid from the west

I'm no fan of taking planes

But I grew up in the jets

I got everything I prayed for

Guess it's safe to say I'm blessed

I could take a baker's job

By the way I make this bread

Of course we live to stack

Cause it's "Get rich or you're dead"

First was in my head

Now you're in my bed

I would love to bring you in

But can I take you out instead

Pay me nice I said

Need the cash

Fuck the cred

Called my phone

Of course I sped

And turned on the jets

This ain't Instagram

But I would follow if you lead

God gave clear instructions

I should follow what he said