Guilt Trippin' ft. CJ Fly Lyrics

Knew my hard work would pay off, but look at all I owe

Ain't have marble under my toes, but ain't a harder floor

Before the mattress came, we slept on hardwood floors

I'm sticking D, 'cause she ain't making it too hard to score

Swish

The school of hard knocks when we on the road

I'm making plays, set the pick, then I gotta roll

Can't loaf with no bread, still that sourdough

We parked in the merry go round, you know how it goes

When I ain't have no paper, I would get embarrassed

Took a break, but stressed, it made me fall into familiar habits

I'm in a mesh shirt like I'm Lenny Kravitz

Cut from a cloth and looking sharp, she might let me stab it

Was making ends meet, wasn't living lavish

Granny used to say, "you look so small"

But I was feeling famished

Extra gravy with a couple Planters, can't forget the cabbage

I ain't grow up with a silver spoon, was at a disadvantage

I strategize old struggles with new huddles

Been in the ride from G-Wagons to Lex' bubbles

Belt buckle, I was out here driving fast

With finger guns, you would thought the bullets had a blast

These metaphors is easy

Who would think that they believe me?

Or even listen but I'm knowing what these words can do

Pull you out a murky pool

Can't even see the bottom

These words can help you just like school

And get you to the top

Nah, they not understanding how we speak this shit into existence

So they sneak, they start to dissing

From haters to competition

They don't wanna see the vision

Get anywhere near fruition

But we keep on getting closer

Than Brooklyn to Book of Hova

We book them and took them over

The cities that we had shows for

No riders but we got chauffeured

I'm trying to say we known for

Doing what we said we would and

Being good in every hood

Everywhere we got connects

And everywhere we go, protect

But

Guilt trippin'

Now I'm thinking 'bout the past

Better livin', I wouldn't react how I would have

Now I dust my shoulder off, have a laugh

Overall, my graph is trending positive, I'm not mad

Whether its business or personal, I've got a lot of work to do

Got a lot of hurt to lose

Don't even need a bottle

I put it in a verse or two

And then you know I got them

Yeah, a handle on my problems

Where would I be at without them?

Gained some wisdom and some knowledge that I learned outside of college

When I burned up all the cash a nigga had up in his wallet

Made me see who really care, life ain't never really fair

But I try my best to make it

My joy, they can never take it

My smile, I can never fake it

I'm just taking my time

Getting better every rhyme

Put my soul in every line and I