Basiq, Blaq Linez - On the Inside Lyrics

Put your money where your mouth is
I need racks in my jean and the house of my dreams
So I can try to flex like ma'thousand
Cos I aint really got issh
But im tryna be about it
Blaq linez ntwana ya sphaphi
But I've been a boss kid can nobody touch me
I've worked hard but im still tryna run shit
Im supposed to be the best in the country
It saddens my emotion everytime they sleeping on me
Knees getting tired I been running for the money
Heart getting cold im surrounded by the cuddy
Cos life gets tougher when there's nothing in your tummy
Lord bless the team this year we on full attack
If you said shit about me then you better take it back
I be in the in hood screaming where my shooters at
I aint really scared to die and thats a motherfucken fact
Dying on the inside yeah
I been running
Chasing money on the outside yeah
Heart is getting colder
Ain't nobody inside yeah
My emotions hidden
Deeper in the ocean yeah
I been running
(Running)
I found pennies out my pockets
Padding pockets for twenties
I need any superstitious signals
Showing me where the money bag is
I be on a mission
Body bagging niggas like freddy
Krueger
How I do it, I maneuver, I need a millie
2020 is here
Ain't playing games
I need a plan
I need a currency pack
I'm talking dollars and some euros and them digits in yens
And ferragamo in my closet be some new years advance
Dying on the inside yeah
I been running
Chasing money on the outside yeah
Heart is getting colder
Ain't nobody inside yeah
My emotions hidden
Deeper in the ocean yeah
I been running
(Running)
I been running for this money like an athlete
And these leech homies tryna keep my pockets empty
I need to mean mug and stop acting friendly
If you aint stepping up better get to stepping
I need to fly in a jet
I need to hustle hard and buy mama a cribo this yeah
Cos I could have your favorite rapper scared and drippin in tears
Boy they know I been the man before last teenage year
Woke up
Feeling famished for cheese ah
Need my demons buried too deep
Ah need some ola bonaparte ah
Bread with my gees
We been hustling deep
Cutting ties with the weak
Don't need nobody to feed
It's every man for himself
If nobody put in the work
Ain't got no time to pretend
I'm just telling it how it is
I'm here to pocket some ms
I need hunnid bands in my jeans
Dying on the inside yeah
I been running
Chasing money on the outside yeah
Heart is getting colder
Ain't nobody inside yeah
My emotions hidden
Deeper in the ocean yeah
I been running
(Running)

Put your money where your mouth is
I need racks in my jean and the house of my dreams
So I can try to flex like ma'thousand
Cos I aint really got issh
But im tryna be about it
Blaq linez ntwana ya sphaphi
But I've been a boss kid can nobody touch me
I've worked hard but im still tryna run shit
Im supposed to be the best in the country
It saddens my emotion everytime they sleeping on me
Knees getting tired I been running for the money
Heart getting cold im surrounded by the cuddy
Cos life gets tougher when there's nothing in your tummy
Lord bless the team this year we on full attack
If you said shit about me then you better take it back
I be in the in hood screaming where my shooters at
I aint really scared to die and thats a motherfucken fact
Dying on the inside yeah
I been running
Chasing money on the outside yeah
Heart is getting colder
Ain't nobody inside yeah
My emotions hidden
Deeper in the ocean yeah
I been running
(Running)
I found pennies out my pockets
Padding pockets for twenties
I need any superstitious signals
Showing me where the money bag is
I be on a mission
Body bagging niggas like freddy
Krueger
How I do it, I maneuver, I need a millie
2020 is here
Ain't playing games
I need a plan
I need a currency pack
I'm talking dollars and some euros and them digits in yens
And ferragamo in my closet be some new years advance
Dying on the inside yeah
I been running
Chasing money on the outside yeah
Heart is getting colder
Ain't nobody inside yeah
My emotions hidden
Deeper in the ocean yeah
I been running
(Running)
I been running for this money like an athlete
And these leech homies tryna keep my pockets empty
I need to mean mug and stop acting friendly
If you aint stepping up better get to stepping
I need to fly in a jet
I need to hustle hard and buy mama a cribo this yeah
Cos I could have your favorite rapper scared and drippin in tears
Boy they know I been the man before last teenage year
Woke up
Feeling famished for cheese ah
Need my demons buried too deep
Ah need some ola bonaparte ah
Bread with my gees
We been hustling deep
Cutting ties with the weak
Don't need nobody to feed
It's every man for himself
If nobody put in the work
Ain't got no time to pretend
I'm just telling it how it is
I'm here to pocket some ms
I need hunnid bands in my jeans
Dying on the inside yeah
I been running
Chasing money on the outside yeah
Heart is getting colder
Ain't nobody inside yeah
My emotions hidden
Deeper in the ocean yeah
I been running
(Running)