Katori Walker - INDEPENDENT Lyrics

Whoa
Aye
Hold up a minute yall I thought I was finished
I went to the label to get to the bag then went independent
Then told all my niggas just how to get it You go to the label to get to the bag then go independent
Fuck all them niggas fuck all them Niggas
I got a mouth to feed I got a dependent
I gotta go get it this shit is all mine
I got integrity they tried to take mine
Fuck all your streams
Fuck all your numbers
How many souls you touch
Blind lead blind you trying to numb us bitch you can't roll with us
I write the songs I mix the songs I did the vid's too
Don't hit my phone please leave me alone bitch I don't need you
I swear to God
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me
I swear to God
Fuck a hand out pull a plan out
I swear to God
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me
I swear to God
Fuck a hand out this the plan now
Keeping my soul intact nothing is wrong with that
You wanna throw the stack I rather grow the stack
You tryna flex for the bitches I'm trying to stack up the digits
But how you go spending your time trust me its none of my business
Niggas done did that breaking it down like KitKat
Thinking the money is curing they soul so I look and I watch and I sit back
Never been one to judge
Never been one to fuss
But let me go water my seeds look at them sprouting up
I'm going broke to wealthy
Spirit and soul is healthy
Still keep my movements stealthy
Speaking the real and they felt me
Say I would do and I did it
I gotta keep it committed
I got a push or the limits
So I can go making a living
I swear to God
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me
I swear to God
Fuck a hand out pull a plan out
I swear to God
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me
I swear to God
Fuck a hand out this the plan now

Whoa
Aye
Hold up a minute yall I thought I was finished
I went to the label to get to the bag then went independent
Then told all my niggas just how to get it You go to the label to get to the bag then go independent
Fuck all them niggas fuck all them Niggas
I got a mouth to feed I got a dependent
I gotta go get it this shit is all mine
I got integrity they tried to take mine
Fuck all your streams
Fuck all your numbers
How many souls you touch
Blind lead blind you trying to numb us bitch you can't roll with us
I write the songs I mix the songs I did the vid's too
Don't hit my phone please leave me alone bitch I don't need you
I swear to God
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me
I swear to God
Fuck a hand out pull a plan out
I swear to God
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me
I swear to God
Fuck a hand out this the plan now
Keeping my soul intact nothing is wrong with that
You wanna throw the stack I rather grow the stack
You tryna flex for the bitches I'm trying to stack up the digits
But how you go spending your time trust me its none of my business
Niggas done did that breaking it down like KitKat
Thinking the money is curing they soul so I look and I watch and I sit back
Never been one to judge
Never been one to fuss
But let me go water my seeds look at them sprouting up
I'm going broke to wealthy
Spirit and soul is healthy
Still keep my movements stealthy
Speaking the real and they felt me
Say I would do and I did it
I gotta keep it committed
I got a push or the limits
So I can go making a living
I swear to God
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me
I swear to God
Fuck a hand out pull a plan out
I swear to God
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me
I swear to God
Fuck a hand out this the plan now