Dos Reel - lotus. Lyrics

Hard times yea we know about that
Used to sleep on a floor on a mat
Grind for the cash
Young nigga imma grind for the cash
She want me to blow out her back
So I just blow a whole bag
Hit the stu dont sleep til I crash
Dont sleep til I crash
Fast

I give em bars like a xanny
I give em bars like a xanny
Im blowing up they aint plant me
Yea this that wave it aint sandy
Im in the stu all alone
Fuck all the people that stranded
Somedays I just think about my granny
Do a millions songs til a nigga get a grammy
Can't do it all a boy got standards
When im under pressure take a trip to miami
Yea I got the heat like I play for miami
Just woke up from a dream and im trying to understand it
Pray for the camp
Some of my niggas they lost
Some of my niggas pop pills
Somethings won't change
Sometimes the world be so cold that it just give you the chills

Hard times yea we know about that
Used to sleep on a floor on a mat
Grind for the cash
Young nigga imma grind for the cash
She want me to blow out her back
So I just blow a whole bag
Hit the stu dont sleep til I crash
Dont sleep til I crash
Fast

Me and my brothers stay true
Counting up green like a troop
So cold the money turned blue
Love hurt I aint go no proof
Minding my paper
Im minding my business
Focused on levels I aint been at before
Audemar bezel ain't seen that before
Thats on my momma my heart and my soul
Reason why I go hard everywhere that I go
Niggas sippin on purple like tlop 4
I need it now nigga give me the throne
Im keeping her focused im rolling the lotus
Im running the world I feel like the potus
I swear I aint notice im pouring the potion
I need to be rich drip like the ocean
Im all in her ribs she needs some water
She from the six crossing the border
She want my kids told her dont bother
She bad as shit drinking my water
It give her fuel start up the water
And just like young wheezy yea I got the wave
Im not from atlanta but young nigga brave
And its fuck the world go head and get paid
Pull up with tints they throwing shade
And we working night to night sun up to sun down
You know these niggas is really too late
And this for the trillest the realest the people
That's rocking you know that shit be too lame

Hard times yea we know about that
Used to sleep on a floor on a mat
Grind for the cash
Young nigga imma grind for the cash
She want me to blow out her back
So I just blow a whole bag
Hit the stu dont sleep til I crash
Dont sleep til I crash
Fast