Tastes Better

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